Something New By Hilary S. Daninhirsch Something new is on my plate; Mom says that it tastes so great. Just in case I don't agree, I inspect it carefully. I'm not sure what to expect Of this food I might reject. It's nothing like I've ever seen: It's brown and white and slightly green. Mom worked hard to make this dish. Is it meat or is it fish? Maybe it's a vegetable. That is unacceptable! Mom is standing over me Waiting quite expectantly. Time's run out, my fork is raised. Hope this earns me lots of praise! I do not know what I just ate. Was it bad or was it great? Maybe I'll try one more bite Just so I can be polite. Note: The author, Hilary S. Daninhirsch, retains all rights to this poem. Note: Opinions expressed in reviews and articles on this site are those of the author(s) and not necessarily those of BookLoons.