Why Blueberry, I ask you now br I have now come to lean to green br what has been shown, I'll tell you how br but no, it ain't the lowly bean. br It's broccoli, her majesty br a garden's pride, raison d'être br so let's not have a travesty br for horticulture's noble maître br is what the Gods meant when they made br this lovely plant all green throughout br and every single grassy blade br is envious, even the Kraut br called cabbage by the vegetarians br knows very well that broccoli br turns spinsters into centenarians. br Now broccoli sits high and dry br it likes its soil to be sweet loam br and rain is needed once a week br I think that every home, sweet home br even the shacks that look so bleak br would be enriched by this green queen br so do consider what I say br Don't get me wrong, I do not mean br to be conniving, even sway br your culinary tastes today. br But, try this, as they say, you might br like it, one just never knows br go to the garden at first light br spray the plants with your green hose br just to scare the little bugs br off your prized and precious friend br go inside where coffee mugs br wait for you with Maxwell Blend br take a bite, courageous, huge br of the broccoli with glee br as you chew, a small deluge br of saliva will flow free br grab her then and kiss her well br let the broccoli disperse br from experience I tell br that your soul will soon immerse br into loving shades of green br and you will forget the berries br and their purple bluish sheen br all the Toms and Dicks and Harrys br will testify, but if you choose br I will visit you in Spring br to chase away the blasted blues br and then we'll do the all-green thing.