These Salad Days (poem)

THESE SALAD DAYS

It ain't easy being green
It ain't easy eating greens, neither
my friend
Those leafy things are viewed with suspicion
Of toxigenic coliforms undergoing fission
While once we but salads tossed
Now we are tossing our cookies too.

And meanwhile turning over a new leaf, too late,
Or maybe turning over a page or two
The Foley age is below consent
Oversexed and overpaid
And constantly trying to get laid.

Wild bores in the halls of congress
No moral fiber in their diet
No matter how you cook or fry it
By strange things their sexuality is whetted
Too bad as lawmakers they weren't better vetted.

:(