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Sandra Brennan

Rookie (08/07/65 / Omaha Nebraska)

Broccoli


I read an article on aversion therapy
And decided to give it a try
Everytime you cross my mind,
I replace that thought with broccoli.
So now I've been thinking about broccoli
24/7 for well over a week now,
Enough so that I could write the
Worlds first, all broccoli cookbook,
Enough so that I wouldn't be surprised
If my brain was now green and resembled it.
Enough so that I don't think I will
Ever want to eat broccoli again.
And the funny thing is that now,
Everytime I open the freezer
And see that half used bag of frozen broccoli,
I think about you.
Damn it to hell.

Submitted: Saturday, September 02, 2006
Edited: Friday, February 17, 2012

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  • Rookie Perfection Is Flawed (9/8/2006 11:50:00 PM)

    This made me laugh. I love the last line. It just captures everything, all the frustration and exasperation and annoyance, snapped up in that one statement. Damn it to hell indeed. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Goldy Locks (9/2/2006 4:51:00 PM)

    Ha! this was funny. never tried broccoli. i think i've tried a hatchet. or a bakou.

    i like how your voice speaks out in your poems. Sus (Report) Reply

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