"In the depths of the crisper, where the vegetables play, There's a stalk that stands apart, in a most peculiar way.
It's celery, oh so green and bright, Singing 'bout the joys, of crunchy snacks in the night.
Celery of life, oh how you shine, A beacon of hope, in the snack aisle's shrine.
Celery of life, with your crunchy might, You make our snack times, a delight.
From the farmer's market, to the grocery store, You're the one they all, can't ignore.
Your juice box charm, and your crunchy bite, Make our snacking hearts, take flight.