What could say Christmas more than a parsnip or two...? Maybe one huge one!!
The ginormous parsnip
My dad gave me a parsnip
It really was a size
In fact, it's sheer enormity
Brought tears straight to my eyes
I had it roasted, mashed and souped
I ate it every day
There simply was so much of it
It would not go away
It haunted every waking moment
I found I couldn't cope
So I blitzed the bugger up
And made it into soap
Look out for this beauty next year, a glorious soap made with real parsnip, honey and beer and fragranced with lemongrass and thyme essential oils.
Merry Christmas to you all,
Sarah x