That reminds me of a poem I once read, stapled to the wall of a classroom, which was about minted peas.
The opening line was, "Oh peas, oh peas, how much you please, my stomach", and it ended with the puzzling line, "Oh peas, oh peas, a gentle breeze, if minted". I wish I could remember what came between those two lines because it had three or four stanzas worth of that sort of stuff and it brought a real joy into my life.