I've no idea what you could mean
or what you're trying to say,
my mind is sweet and squeaky clean
it's just not made your way,

Courgettes and carrots, parsnips too,
or even a creamy plantain,
I certainly won't mention a marrow,
that's just you boasting again

Ahhh the insinuations
the rhetoric, and rhyme
not saying what is meant
each, and every time

The witty repartee
and closeted nuance
knowing just what to say
taking a risqué chance

Squeaky clean, a facade
as carrots into men
fishing with a fishing rod
but only, now and then