The fruit pack they were seething red
'Cause the vegetables had gave them hell
But soon they would have their sweet revenge
They had thought out this plan so well

They would pick off the veggies one by one
As they made their way toward home
Cause the Fruit pack they'd been watching them
The vegetables always made their way home alone

So it was dark and wet when Mr Turnip appeared
When suddenly he was surrounded by the fruits
"I won't lift my hands to you," Mr Turnip said
"No! I'll simply use my size ten boots"

So he kicked and stomped against the foe
And soon the place was covered in waste
Mr Turnip he had beaten the fruits
All was left was a pile of mushy paste

Next day the vegetables held a victory parade
Mr Turnip held their banner so high
"Come on you fruits," Mr Tomato yelled
"We'll be waiting for you, dare you try"

So to anyone who disagrees on this
And think fruit is better for you
You better tell that to the vegetables
But I suggest you run when you do

                   G J Tate