Friday, July 1, 2011

Celery

Here's my Mom's favorite Nash poem...which makes me hungry.  This is why I don't write much food poetry.


Celery

Celery, raw
Develops the jaw,
But celery, stewed,
Is more quietly chewed.



I think the Wonder Pets also like this poem.  You have to be a Mom of a small one to understand.
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  1. ChristineJuly 1, 2011 at 8:11 AM

    Oooooo, I love celery stewed!

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  2. UnknownJuly 1, 2011 at 10:02 AM

    I love Ogden Nash. I even read some of his to the Library's Summer Reading kids. This one I didn't read:
    On Ice Breakers

    Candy is dandy,
    But liquor is quicker.

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  3. Tatyana@MySecretGardenJuly 3, 2011 at 12:18 AM

    I love it! I will read it to my kids. They love celery!

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