I have always enjoyed the Isley Brothers song, Summer Breeze. Shana likes it too. Or at least she did until yesterday evening. She will never be able to hear it again, though, without hearing my vegetarian rewrite, which starts thus:
Calabrese,
Makes me feel fine
Sheer laziness (and a tendency to be a tad pernickety about things like rhyme and meter) means I have progressed no further with my veggielyrical ambitions. You, however, may feel free to expand on the promising beginnings above. Consider it one of those Internet memes if you like. Or an exercise in creative writing. Or — failing all else — a reminder to keep up with your five-a-day nutrition programme. Share your efforts via our comments, if it makes you feel better.
Note to scholars: our grub-eared and doggy (no, hang on…ah, whatever!) copy of Chambers dictionary seems to think ‘calabrese’ is pronounced like some sort of Italian delicacy. We, however, have always heard it pronounced to rhyme with ‘breeze’. Maybe we hang out with the wrong kind of people.
