Don't Eat The Food That Is Sitting On Your Plate

Don't eat the food that is sitting on your plate

But smear it in your ear and smush it in your face,

Mash you mashed potatoes and stuff 'em down your pants,

Wiggle 'em around a bit and do a little dance

Pour your milk upon the floor and slip and slide around

Slosh and splosh and giggle and roll around the ground

Butter up a piece of bread and stick it in your shoe

Pour your milk upon your head and on your neighbor, too

Never eat your string beans or brussell sproiuts or bread

But chomp and chew on chocolate and cherry pie instead

Soon you'll feel so sick that you wan't wanna stand up

The gurgle in your stomach will finally erupt

Your teacher will not like you and your teeth will all turn gray

And you will feel so sad that you ever heard me say

Don't eat the food that is sitting on your plate

But smear it in your ear and smush it in your face,

Mash you mashed potatoes and stuff 'em down your pants,

Wiggle 'em around a bit and do a little dance

Pour your milk upon the floor and slip and slide around

Slosh and splosh and giggle and roll around the ground

Butter up a piece of bread and stick it in your shoe

Pour your milk upon your head and on your neighbor, too