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i love the brassica
To the tune of the Pixies' "U-Mass"
In Willow Glen of San José
is a garden full, full o' vegetables
We've collard greens, and mustard greens
and broccoli, and cauliflower
and brussel sprouts, and kale, too
and cabbage there, both red & green,
tur-nips — and kohl rabi
let's not forget the rutabay,
ta-baga
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica! (x2)
We slice `em up, and make a stir-fry, yeah
all those healthy greens
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica!
I love the brassica!
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Sweet pickle relish! My tenuous hold on reality has been rammed like a tree full of ripe almonds. You do not love brassica? You do not crave your cabbages and brussel sprouts, your broccoli and cauliflower? Hold the butter and caraway seeds, Martha!
I must go away and reconstruct my mind . . .
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Actually, if you ever have too much of anything, let me know, and I will happily pick them and take them home. I'm on the waiting list for a community garden spot in the Mission, but it might take a while.
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