Rhubarb
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I don’t know why but I grew it
To figure out now what to do
Bake, roast, mash, sauté, or stew it
To peel or leave as it grew.
So sour to taste when I chew it
These plants – don’t need more than a few
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Rough green leaves grow to large sizes
Ruby red stalks are the best part
The flavor really surprises
Add sugar to make it less tart
Sweeten when the chance arises
Not eating the leaves is so smart
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Don’t know if it’s veggie or fruit
All depends on how it’s applied
You ingest neither leaves nor root
Normally you don’t see it fried
To grow is an easy pursuit
To use you may be stupefied
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I’m thrilled in my garden it grows
Each spring I choose to display it
In sauces and in pies it goes
Season’s end – how to delay it?
The people who enjoy it know
Craving – be sure to obey it.
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(An Inverted Refrain Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 