Secret Agent

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Carrots - Poem by Secret Agent

Orange and long,
hard like a brick
Tastes so horrid
makes me sick!

Too hard to be sliced,
peeled or halved
Broke my knife
Now I'm starved!

Is invincible,
won't break when thrown
Tried on my friends
Now I'm all alone!

Whenever I see
an orange veg or fruit,
I think back to the time
I gave carrots the boot!


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 1, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 15, 2011


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