If stuffed cabbage is too much
Have a sprout, from Brussels lurched
A joint of beef is excess now
Try a calf’s foot not a cow’s
Try a sausage stewed in milk
If it spills I shall not wilt
Roast potatoes make me sad
Grill tinned peaches, they’re not bad
Try a carrot for a lark
Eat it when your mood is dark
Make a salad, apple, nuts
Celery must face the cuts
Walnuts come in bags not shells
Just as oil comes out of wells
Why not ask a guest if blue?
I can’t eat enough for two!
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How my heart sings 