Russell Sprout was rather stout

as wide as he was tall.

His appearance was hysterical

verging on the spherical,

exactly like a ball. 

 

As marmite's not to everyone's taste

while others seem to love it,

Russell drew a parallel

with some put off by a rotting smell

while others rose above it. 

 

In one thing he was much admired

and worthy of a mention

his green credentials were intact

an essential way of life in fact

and worthy of attention. 

 

He never thought to change his name

thinking that his shape was good

while some it's said, look like their dog

he was a blend of toad and frog

trying to be Robin Hood. 

 

Let's take leave of Russell Sprout

a tale as wide as tall

it had its moments magical 

but also some more tragical 

it's poetry after all.