We see that food upon your plate,
It looks so good, we cannot wait.
The time you take is so cruel,
With every mouthful you make us drool.
We’ll be good and sit here nice,
Even more quiet than church mice.
Don't even think about leaving a bit,
Upon your plate while you sit.
That food should be in our bowls,
Not going cold, God bless our soles.
Don’t forget we’re omnivores,
We eat our meat and also yours.
Curry, pizza or gummy sours,
Just remember, what’s yours is OURS.
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