Vert

• Ethan Van Hilst, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2009

I have a lot of yucky greens
Slimy, mushy, stringy beans
And next to those little green trees
Are those disgusting flaky peas
The dog is looking at me strange
And my mum’s ears are out of range
I quickly slip down all the greens
(Including those revolting beans)
And quietly rush up to my room
Mum calls up, “Leaving soon.”
The dog runs in through my door
His face is looking very poor
There’s times like this but they’re very few
I could see my dog just had to….
Arrgggg
* Vert, French for green