BEASTLY TALES - AN ASPARAGUS ANECDOTE
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AN ASPARAGUS ANECDOTE
Asparagus, a tasty vegetable indeed,
Nutritious too, as we have such a need.
Vinaigrette, or French brown butter,
Gastronomes, with bliss, gurgle and utter,
Praises for this interesting vegetable type.
Placing it along with Avocado and Artichokes in their verbal hype.
The only downside to this gastronomic delight,
Is that, after eating, one’s urine doesn’t smell right.
Well, actually, it does smell unpleasant indeed,
“Housemaid’s Horror”, it was known as, in the Victorian creed.
Maids having to empty chamber pots of the gentry,
Had to stand up rigidly straight, like a sentry,
In order to keep nostrils away from that offending smell.
Of which, unfortunately, they knew so well!
Bascombe Bunting found asparagus to his liking.
Either in a hot dish, or cold, while out hiking.
Now Bascombe, an otherwise healthy lad,
Had a condition requiring an incontinent pad.
Folks around could readily tell by their nose,
Where-ever asparagus munching Bascombe goes.
Cedric Sidewinder, on the way to a funeral,
Was caught short, urgently requiring a urinal.
Those gentlemen on his either side,
With alarm and distaste, opened their eyes wide.
When their nostrils identified that feral smell,
That, through their own usage, they knew so well!
Asparagus, an affront to olfactory senses.
At any time, in past, present and future tenses.
But, by way of compensation for this drawback,
Taste buds cheered! For asparagus in flavour, in no way did lack!
In fact, modern day gourmets never make a fuss,
About the prospect of enjoying their asparagus!