Your smell is quite peculiar
and you taste like dirty socks;
Your name is 'lace' and 'quickly grown'
by Webster's happenstance.
You look quite odd, while earthly bound
and you're an UGLY shade of green;
When the east wind get a blowin'
you sure do start to lean.
Most people say you're "yucky"
though for me, I don't agree;
When drenched in herb and creamy cheese
I happily devour thee.
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