Peter was a funny boy

Who’d masticate raw cabbage;

He’d drop dry leaves into his mouth

And crunch them like a savage.

 

Peter was the kind of boy

For whom the age-old adage,

“Eat your greens and you’ll stay lean”,

Was stooped in excess baggage.

 

Peter was a quirky boy

Who made up his own language,

Codifying leafy greens

As pudding good enough to ravage.