Oh how I wish that I might be
An apple on an apple tree
Or strawberries upon a plate
With breakfast served by half past eight.
Perhaps a glass of orange juice
Or portion of vanilla mousse
Oh how much fun that it would be
To eat whatever pleases me.
Now cookies, cake and things like that
Go pretty far to add some fat
So I’ll abstain best as I can
But I refuse to give up flan !