You are crunchy and sweet.
You make my tummy complete.
This summer you’ve been fine,
Your taste and texture divine.
O Mexico, how I owe thee
For stocking my grocery.
I’d grow you if I could,
But three months is no good.
You need nine to be prime,
And lots of sunshine.
So, I’ll eat you when I can,
And mourn when you are bland,
Or fibrous or moldy,
Or dry, brown, and holey.
I know it’s not your plan.
You prefer fresh, smooth and tan,
Juicy white betwixt your skin.
As do I my yummy friend.
O jicama, you sweet tuber.
So delightful, so super.
So raw and so right
Adorning my plate tonight.
🙂 !
My favorite veggie. Could you tell?
Oh – that’s how you pronounce it? Thanks! I love this veggie!!! 🙂
Glad to be of help. 🙂