Some Thoughts About Peas


They’re green, thy squish,

They roll off the dish,

They’re almost my least favorite food,

A pea shouldn’t really be eaten,

But spitting them out just seems rude.



My dad likes peas in a sandwich,

Grandma likes hers in a soup,

I think they’re best when they’re flattened,

And thrown in the trash can as goop.



If I hadn’t eaten for 200 days,

And somebody offered me peas,

I’d look that person straight in the eye,

And say, “Just some dirt, if you please.”



The amazing thing about peas,

Is that you can mash a whole pot,

And no one will know,

Unless you say so,

If they’ve been digested or not.