No, I would let it go, and ask him for burdock or beet, as the case might be.
You must have a couple of hundred acres of beet at least, to begin with.
His nose had acquired the shape of a turnip and the complexion of a beet.
What can you say of the comparative value of cane and beet sugar?
"I—I don't think so," stammered Shadow, and got as red as a beet.
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