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.