Deep rooted, sly, devilish creation,
From nature a product dank, forbidden,
Wreaking nought but tongue-dyed devastation,
Your charms are exceedingly well hidden.
Oh purplish hell! Foul seed of soil and sun,
Oh ghastly component of our cuisine,
Oh what rank sight when put inside a bun,
Wretched sundry salad item, obscene.
Colour of tainted blood and queenly gown,
Reddish-crimson evil grown underground,
The thought of you brings on a stressed-out frown,
The sickly smell of you makes head spin round.
Cruel, vicious offspring of some ugly shoot,
Cursed be your name, Oh loathsome beetroot!
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