The Case of Broccoli ~ Court Docket # 123

A children's poem about having to eat broccoli

 

                        Judge Greenleaf

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I think I should be allowed to take

My mom and dad to see the judge

You know, like the ones you see on TV?

Yeah, take em’ to see the judge

He’ll probably take my side, you see

 

Since I’m just a little kid,

I'm quite sure that he'll think

It’s wrong for them

To make me eat that funky, ole' broccoli!

Cuz, you know what?

It really does stink!

 

I'll tell the judge I don't want to be unfair

They just want me to grow up to be strong

I truly appreciate that they really do care

 

It just sits there on my plate starin’ up at me.

I think makin' me eat it is downright wrong

It’s got icky, lumpy bumps on it, so…

I rest my case, he’ll surely set me free...

Cuz', how can I something

That looks just like a tree?

 

To me, it sure ain't nothin' great

A hundred beady eyes of green

Sitting like a tiny woodland on my plate

Mom makes me eat it and that's just mean!

 

That icky, lumpy green stuff called

Broccoli-eee-eee

Yuck...

It's sure not my cup of tea!                      

 

                               

                   

                                         

                          

 

"Parents should come with instructions"

 

LadeeAnne

Anne P Murray 2011

 

 

 

 

            

        

 

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

Ha! Mine used to be brussel sprouts. I plugged up my grandparents toilet with them. I would cram them into all my pockets and dump them in the toilet and flush after dinner was over. Ha! Cute poem. :)

[Shalini Dinesh]

Nice poem, kids are always fuzzy, but still cute, I just enjoyed reading this poem and was kind of visualizing it.. Last stanza added some spl spice to the whole stuff.... Good work