I met with bob the carrot
And he looked a bit pale
I asked wether he was ok
And he said he was ashamed
Look at my shape, he said
It looks so much like a rocket!
I tried to reassure Bob
Our God created carrots first
Only then humans made rockets
If anyone needs to be ashamed
It are the humans making war
No carrot can be blamed
I was happy to see
That Bob became less pale
He turned as orange as can be
This is a brilliant verse, Aufie. I think you are on the way to a volume, filled with great meaning, for young audiences.
A beautiful poem with a meaningful message. Great read for and children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent! Beautifully penned. This is how good poetry needs to be. Top score