Green leaf bilious bastard vegetable
Picked green whole from the earth
Broken chopped and boiled
Lathered with a butter to kill the taste
Lie in my stomach like some corpse
To mix with gastric juice
To be blown out my ass, at a later date
Like a canon from a ancient ship
To have other human beings
Treat me like some leper
Able to clear a bar room, with a single explosion

Repost Series 2006

allan James saywell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/speech-to-a-cabbage-2/