My dear saggy, pruney old granny

Is dying in the living room

The ambulance came and took her away to the hospital in the city

The hospital in the city is damp, crusty and rusty

The doctor told me to wait and behave

But I did not heed his words.

Instead I wandered through the hollow halls.

Curiosity lead me into the staff only

I saw crates stacked up so high

It was a most curious sight

So I opened one and then to my surprise

I saw...

Vegetables! Carrots, garlics and chards!

Cabbages, pumpkins, lettuce and peas!

Something feels wrong there's a chill in my spine

But before I could figure it out

Footsteps clacking grew louder

...and Louder!

I ran down the hall in a panic

Saw each dying patient as i ran

Like slides in a show I witnessed it all

Was a kafkan metamorphosis

Senile and literal vegetables

My granny's a broccoli

I thought on the ride home, wide-eyed and disturbed

Dreading tonight's salad dinner

My mind swoops on back to the hospital halls

Curiosity lead me into the staff only room

Saw crates stacked up so high

It was a most curious sight0

So I took a closer look and inside I saw

I saw...!

Vegetables! Endives, beetroots and maize!

Celeries, aubergines, gingers and leeks!

I see wrinkly faces in the green leafy mess

I told my parents what I saw

But they did not believe me and told me to shut up

And eat...

My broccoli