All Hail the Sprouts!
When it comes to green things, there is no doubt
I’m all about the brussel sprout
It really don’t matter, day in, day out
I keep running back to the brussel sprout.
People don’t like ‘em, some folks recoil
But sauteed or steamed, on the blanch or the boil
The sprouts do deliver on texture and taste
If you know how to cook ‘em without stress, without haste.
Sweet little cabbages, tucked up tight and petite
You can serve them with pasta, they complement meat
Salty blossoms unfolding, a treat to the tongue
Plus they blow out your bowels, keep you young–indeed, hung.
So much Vitamin K, you can throw out your pills
Plus, with C, A, and fiber, they’re a cure for all ills
Sure, your farts might astound you, wake you up in the night
And green poo in the morning–well, it can be a fright
Small prices to pay, though, for a gift so delicious
Sprung straight from the earth, because God is ambitious!
You can keep your weak veggies, your carrots and peas
Your celery and lettuce, can they live through a freeze?
Brussel sprouts can, cuz they’re hearty and stout
Those things could survive a tsunami, no doubt
I’m not letting them go, I will never sell out
I’m down on my knees for the brussel sprout.
(Portraits from http://mygapyearat50.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html)
