Broccoli for Breakfast
From the book The Armpit of Doom
Broccoli for breakfast.
Broccoli for lunch.
Broccoli that’s tender.
Broccoli with crunch.
Broccoli for dinner.
Broccoli for snacks.
Broccoli in boxes
and baskets and sacks.
Broccoli for weeks and
for months and for years.
It’s up to my eyeballs.
It’s up to my ears!
I used to like broccoli
but now, I’m afraid,
its beauty, at best,
is beginning to fade.
It’s lacking in luster.
It’s lost all its charm.
But that’s how it goes
on a broccoli farm.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2012. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 1
Topics: Food Poems
Poetic Techniques: Alliteration, Irony, Repetition
Word Count: 82
From the book The Armpit of Doom
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