Party Vegetable Poem by Charlie Parant

the life of the party, always invited
always ready with a joke
a real party animal, always excited
always with a drink and a smoke
the first to arrive, the last one to leave
not one to turn down a drink
thought in wasn’t a problem, quite naïve
and it’s never as bad as you think
‘til a drunk driving accident sealed his fate
and nobody thought he’d survive
but instead he was left in a vegetative state
living, but not really alive