Broccoli (Children)

Pipsy loves popsy and diddly does, too, but broccoli gags me. Does it gag you, too? It’s icky and yucky, a green pile I see, and Mommy keeps saying it’s so good for me, not s’posed to be singing, no more making up rhyme, pay attention to eating, or I’ll be here a long time. But broccoli smells when it lays on my plate. It’s the stinkiest stuff, the only veggie I hate. I guess I could scoot it, some here and some there, then push it some more … ewww, it might fall on my chair, with little green piles of it smushed on the floor! If they think I ate it they might give me more! But (sigh) feathery freckles and little brown beavers I just can NOT eat it and my dog, he won’t either … I told Mommy and Daddy I just hate broccoli. I’ll eat ANYthing else. Guess what? They gave me peas!