Deh Beets.
I Am Like The Beets, Because I Grow In The Ground. I Can Be Juiced, Roasted, Steamed, Braised, Or Poached. I Come In A Variety Of Colours, And Shapes, And Sizes. I Am Like The Truffles. I Am Small, Obscure, And Nameless, But Also, Dense, Substantial, Coveted, Desirable, And Distinctly Earthy. Throughout The Day And Into The Night, The Hogs Dig Through The Dirt, In Search Of Me. I Am, A Tasty Morsel. I Am, Like The Plethora Of Freshly-Harvested Nuts And Seeds, That Sit In Giant Burlap Sacks In The Farmer's Truck Bed. The Squirrels Drool Over Me, And Given The Opportunity Will Readily Partake Of Me.