it was a fine day.i was jogging on the park,

it was a fine day.i was jogging on the park, and suddenly, i saw a tree burning in fire, and suddenly,it uprooted from the ground and started throwing fire ball at the people

so I stroke the tree trunk with my callused hand, sanding the rough edges off the bark. Its flames doused, it now ressembled a happy broccoli, and the villager's fears vanished

I raised my hands and pointed to my wood effigy. "All hail the mighty Broccoli!" The villagers bowed and pleaded for mercy. "Worship not your golden calf, eat your vegetables!"

I laughed at the imbecile before me who refused to eat their vegetables. Suddenly, from the trees behind me emerged a giant

eggplant. His bulbous presence caused the crowd of natives to collectively gasp. Was he the fiber hardy vegetable deity that the man spoke of? The eggplant started to sing raucousl

y, a rousing ratatoille reggae. The tubers and Greens began to sway. With his dark purple pate glistened in the torchlight Eggplant Jesus cast an aubergine aura on the crowd of

Vegetables and fruits in the produce department. The swiss chard and rainbow chard spoke to each other for the first time. Eggplant Jesus preached about the plant based diet and

balsamic Buddha cryptically addressed a gathering of condiments in Aisle 6. "Peas," said a cabbage to a nearby can of legumes. "Can you just leaf me alone?" The talkative grocery

bag understood this and LEAFED me alone. Budha grabbed a cart, and shared food with everyone.