Green.
Yellow.
Purple.
Blue.
Red.
Orange.
I don't care if they're magenta!
I won't eat them.
VEGGIES!

They're icky.
I'm not picky.
I don't care what you say.

Going through the Farmers Market one afternoon
I saw a sign with a big bad baboon.

It was selling veggies,
the baboon was.

My mom said "Oh, look!
Nice fresh veggies that we can cook."

I tried to steer her clear, but i just could not.
She was too corrupted, she got veggies for the pot.

I tried to show her the luscious fruits,
She and the baboon must be in cahoots!

Mom was too far gone.
She was a veggie pawn.

I was so embarresed,
She even got carrots!