Cabbage always has a heart;Green beans string along.You’re such a Tomato,Will you Peas to me belong?
You’ve been the Apple of my eye,You know how much I care;So Lettuce get together,We’d make a perfect Pear.
Now, something’s sure to Turnip,To prove you can’t be Beet;So, if you Carrot all for meLet’s let our tulips meet.
Don’t Squash my hopes and dreams now,Bee my Honey, dear;Or tears will fill Potato’s eyes,While Sweet Corn lends an ear.
I’ll Cauliflower shop and sayYour dreams are Parsley mine.I’ll work and share my Celery,So be my valentine.