Always dreamed of being a carrot
Long and orange as can be
But when I look in the mirror
Just a pea stares back at me

So I made myself a fern wig
Sprouting high up to the stars
And I spun inside a sharpener
to point my petit pois

Even slapped on loads of fake tan
Burrowed deep into the ground
But still after all this effort
I am green and small and round

©2009 Mark Bird