Lovely, hearty healthy food;
We adults just can’t beat it,
And yet, you children simply cannot
Bring yourselves to eat it.

My daughter has an allergy
To greens: without restraint
They bring her out in quite a nasty
Bout of raw complaint.

And if we choose to eat in style
With that dear son of mine,
The final course, served up with cheese,
Will make him whine and dine.

So restaurants are out of bounds
We simply dare not try it,
For when we say that greens are nice
The children do not buy it

But, to be fair, I think I ought
To take some of the blame
For in my heart I have to say
I really feel the same!

I would like to state that this poem is entirely based on fiction............but that would be a lie!

Here's another poem looking at all the colours of healthy foods.....

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