'Eat up your fruit,' my mother would say.
      'You’ll grow up to be sturdy and well.'
'Eat up your greens and your fruit every day.
     Wish your sweeties a hurried farewell.'

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An apple a day keeps the doctor away
     And an orange gives vitamin C.
Carrots are good for your eyes they all say
     And I think you might surely agree.

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Your brain will do well if you eat lots of fish
     And don’t fry your foods in a pan.
As for the chips, move them from the dish
     And eat less of the chocolate and jam.

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I ate apples, oranges, carrots and peas:
     Was there something I needed instead?
Because I was good and I ate all of these
    My hair’s now gone white on my head.

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My teeth, like the stars, come out every night
     And I walk down the street with a stick.
The carrots, I’m sure, haven’t helped with my sight.
     Mum’s advice, I’m afraid, was a trick!

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Illustrations by Jonathan Evans

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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