VEGETATELettuce not vegetate
lest tomorrow comes too late
for potatoes couched complacently upon the fence of fate.
Olive each moment fast,
for moments never last;
peel out of your shell too late and find your chance has passed.Is it mere bravado
to play Devil's Avocado?
One might be booed, or pelted with an over-ripe tomato,
but though my skin may bruise
I would rather take abuse
- I have my raisins for revolt and blanch not when I lose.Lettuce not vegetate
nor ever hesitate
when sour grapes wine, as odd-ones-out in crudité debate.
for if one does not stir,
stagnation may occur
and not letting off steam may seem a sign that you concur.