Chips, Cakes And Fruit For Kids & Guests comic poem 491 by Angela Lansbury

 Yalda solstice celebration cakes pretending to be melon. From Wikipedia. Caption from Angela.

My favourite food, I think, is chips

Seen on the plate, you lick your lips

Between the teeth, then underneath

The tongue, then munch, fish and chip lunch

I should change chips for baked potato

Should not add butter to my mash

And margarine? The rules have changed

Shop healthily? Or to stash cash

I hated beef, tough as old boots

You simply add soy sauce, of course

Anything half price is my loot

I frowned at yogurt, added fruit

Yes, chocolate, but sometimes fruit

Innocent as a birthday suit

Cut like a sun, another one

Tooth picks on melon look so cute

I love the watermelon red

It sends thoughts dancing in my head

Refreshed before I go to bed

It's lively lovely, tomato red

Add lemon yellow

I'll feel mellow

Lime, orange, grapefuit are its fellows

I take a sip, spit out a pip

What's strange is how my tastes have changed

I could not eat olives or pickles

I did not think that spice was nice

But now I love acidic trickles

The health inspector, monster said

Don't eat a big meal before bed

After big meals I'll rest my head

I yawn, I'm sinning, but not swimming

Some kids eat sweets, and some eat meat

To make them stop playing's a feat

For some a strawberry's a treat

Variety's what they should eat

Alas, I eat to compete

I have to eat as much as you

I feel guilty, this is silly

Is this what all fat people do?

If what you fancy does you good

Please take more fun and fattening food

I shouldn't discuss tomorrow's diet

Welcome guests should smile - and keep quiet.

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