When I am served with Lentils and Rice,
I think why can’t I have something Nice.
When I am given Rotis made of Wheat,
I wish if I could have a better Treat.
When my parents ask me to eat Spinach,
I think why can’t they let me have Pastries and Cake.
When I am forced to eat green Vegetables,
My mind dreams of Burgers or other such Eatables.
When elders tell me that Fruits should be eaten because they have Vitamin A, B, C, D & E,
I think of an excuse I could make for leaving the place and just flee.
When I’m told that Pizza and Chowmien are not worth eating,
I get frustrated, and it makes my mind start Heating.
When my parents ask me to drink vegetable Soup,
I feel like having a chocolate ice cream with three large Scoops.
When they want me to…
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