The Cucumber by Carson
Oh cucumber how I love you,
let me count the ways...
It’s easily about a hundred
Because you always amaze.
Your crunchy and green and your taste is tart.
Somehow you’ve won my heart.
When the Master slices some slices of you
I can’t wait to eat more of you.
You are my fave, and I cannot lie about it.
Even if it doesn’t really rhyme because I’m not good with iambic pentameter
Just don’t tell carrots, okay?