I think that I shall never see
anything, carrot, more loverly
you sing unto my very soul
I do not need to take a poll.
You are very tasty to me
I smack my lips to think of thee
When I eat lunch you're close nearby
and never fail to catch my eye.
Yes carrot I adore thy taste
and never let you go to waste.
I think that thou shalt ever be
the bestest kind of all veggie.
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