- published: 03 Jun 2015
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In everyday usage, a vegetable is any part of a plant that is consumed by humans as food as part of a savory meal. The term "vegetable" is somewhat arbitrary, and largely defined through culinary and cultural tradition. It normally excludes other food derived from plants such as fruits, nuts and cereal grains, but includes seeds such as pulses. The original meaning of the word vegetable, still used in biology, was to describe all types of plant, as in the terms "vegetable kingdom" and "vegetable matter".
Originally, vegetables were collected from the wild by hunter-gatherers and entered cultivation in several parts of the world, probably during the period 10,000 BC to 7,000 BC, when a new agricultural way of life developed. At first, plants which grew locally would have been cultivated, but as time went on, trade brought exotic crops from elsewhere to add to domestic types. Nowadays, most vegetables are grown all over the world as climate permits, and crops may be cultivated in protected environments in less suitable locations. China is the largest producer of vegetables, and global trade in agricultural products allows consumers to purchase vegetables grown in faraway countries. The scale of production varies from subsistence farmers supplying the needs of their family for food, to agribusinesses with vast acreages of single-product crops. Depending on the type of vegetable concerned, harvesting the crop is followed by grading, storing, processing and marketing.
Can you hear the sound of birds and bees entangled
I sting you in the wing you slap me on the stubble
are we two vending machines sitting around wasting
Waiting for spare change when we should be busy tasting
A little bit a little hint of our own medicine
I could be crying in my coffee you could be barking in
the basement
Whining where is Ronald Reagan when you need him
I'd gladly trade my arms for some freedom
You had a learning experience at my own expenses
You ironed out some wrinkles and hammered out some dents
So soon we'll either be passing through important
pregnant portals
Or else we'll be falling and crashing through our left
open windows
You're an etch-a-sketch with an erasable part
I'm a romantic hopeless with a gloomy guitar
And I faux pas because I'm a faux poet
If there's a chance at joy I'll be sure to blow it big
time
In this wobbly world chock full of carnivores
Should we consider ourselves lucky we are only vegetables
Who can't distinguish or decide between fuck and love