At the market where veggies do bloom,
Farmers laugh in a cloud of good fumes.
With each friendly greeting,
Their laughter is fleeting,
As they share all their secrets on Zoom!
Tomatoes and squash dance in rows,
While Ken gives high fives ‘til he dozes.
A wink from the kale,
Leaves them all to exhale,
“I love you, man! Just look at these groves!”
But the problem arose with the peas,
They giggled and dropped to their knees.
“Let’s hug it out, dude!”
Said a cabbage, quite crude—
Only greens in the end, if you please!
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