I love Brussel sprouts! Prepared properly, that is...
Backstabbers
I was shocked and mildly confused
Sat silent as you were verbally abused
While backstabbing family and friends
Continued eating their culinary trends
Your smell they did rudely compare
To odious winds from a derrière
Your looks, they tore and shred
Mocked as a pretender cabbage head
Dissenter, I pointed and stood
Lambasted all at aged table of wood
Intoxicating bourbon bathed gift
Whose bacon bits created a vegan rift
Maple syrup hinted ever so sweet
At your guise as a covert treat
It's their lack of talent and creative spark
That leave you unappealing and stark
Roasted, sautéed, chilled, crisp, and plated
Oh Brussel sprouts, your under rated...
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Five Year Poem Plan - Part 1
PuisiI am going to attempt to write a poem a week for five years! It is a personal resolution that I am making public in order to hold myself accountable.
