Yes, that's the guy. The Poet of the Cabbages
Makepeace's poem "Ode to a Carrot Weighing Three Pounds, Four and One Quarter Ounces, Upon the Making of a Necessary Stew":
They cut you up, my Mum and Dad
They do not want to, but they do,
For all the turnips have gone bad,
And we must Make a Stew of You...
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