O! Say can you see by the noon's early light
What so proudly I hailed at my lunch's last gleaming,
Whose bold zest and bright hue through the nutrition fight,
O'er the table I ate, were so gallantly pleasing?
And the empty plate's red glare, my love surging in air,
Gave proof through my lunch, that new veggies add flair;
O! Say does that taste-spangled veggie yet save,
O'er the land of delight and the home of the brave.
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