Said carrot, ‘what’s your date of birth
when did they plant you in the earth? ‘
The bean, not certain of the date
was not equipped for a debate
and, with a quick and final nod
she turned away her swollen pod.
The carrot, itching for a fight
said ‘how’s the weather at that height?
You beans are always heavenbound,
we carrots do prefer the ground.’
The bean ignored the silly tease
and swayed with pleasure in the breeze.
A rabbit who was homeward bound
pulled up the carrot from the ground.
Since rabbits do not climb or fly
they normally don’t eye the sky.
The bean was sad to see him go,
but quite content to grow and grow.
You see, all beans are really mothers,
not cousins, nephews, uncles, brothers.
The carrot being a big lad
would never be the least bit sad
if birds or rabbits came and stole
a thousand beans from the tall pole.
Boy carrots may believe in fashion
but it’s the girls who have compassion.