ruby red snacking

 I lay in bed and sleep I could not. A sharp pang of hunger was growing in my belly. Then remembrance of the four little ruby cylindrical vegetables, I remembered. So, I then hastened out to the, glowing refrigerated kitchen box, "refri", in the kitchen and with little trouble I managed, after many attempts including setting the fire alarm off, to cook said beets. Quite a debacle! Finally, that night after much kitchen strife, I sat in my dimly-lit (cell) happpily swallowing chunks of the delicious blood-red vegetable.