Mushrooms

• Robert Semaan, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2016

I really do not like it, I think that I may sue,
What is this tiny object hiding in my food.
It tastes worse than tomato, it tastes worse than goo,
I think I remember what it’s called, it’s that dreaded mushroom.
It’s my least favourite grub, it’s worse than Brussels sprouts,
Somebody likes this food you say, now that I really doubt.
It has this sorta squishy taste, that really stays in your mouth,
In my opinion it’s so disgusting it makes your taste buds run south.
Imagine eating a raw skunk that’s covered in chunks of the moon,
Now cover it in beetle dung, that’s what I think of mushroom.