The Greengrocer Poem by Kelvin Rush

The Greengrocer



A greengrocer called Barnaby Rudd
Didn't know that a potato was a spud
He was forced to concede
That a turnip wasn't a swede
He was confused and misunderstood

Sunday, April 14, 2019
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