“I have an apple that thinks its a pear. And a bun that thinks it’s a cat. And a lettuce that thinks its a lettuce."
"It’s a clever lettuce, then."
"Hardly,"
"Why would anything clever think it’s a lettuce?"
"Even if it is a lettuce?"
"Especially then," she said.
"Bad enough to be a lettuce. How awful to think you are a lettuce too.”´