Broccoli and its follies!
Broccoli, the vert vegetation imps hate.
Broccoli, ‘cause of this, kids make sire irate.
Broccoli, children regurgitate at the site of the florets.
Broccoli, Mommy has to clean up, for broccoli she regrets.
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