| THE OLD MAN'S RULE
By Eve Kiddie There once was a young boy, We'll call him McGyver. Who thought he was clever, A long-time survivor He never ate anything wholesome, He "hated the taste" - he said So any food healthy, He threw under his bed The food started rotting, It started to smell. And all this green fuzzy stuff Grew over the sill. He hacked his way through The green hairy stuff. His brand-new computer Was covered in fluff. He moaned and he grizzled, "Just look at my room!" When faintly he heard A strange voice, in the gloom. A little old man was Cross-legged on a stool. "Excuse my arrival - but you've broken the rule!" "What rule?" cried McGyver "What rule have I broken?" The old man frowned evilly, "You shouldn't have spoken!" "Why, the rule of healthy eating," He said - "why deny it? Eat it raw, eat it fresh And steam it -don't fry it! Wholemeal is healthy, Bananas make smoothies, Citrus gives vitamin C And chocolate's for movies. Oh yes, chocolate's healthy In sensible lots, If you eat too much chocolate, You'll end up with spots. Carrots make your hair curl Or - is it, see in the dark? Spuds are quite filling - They taste good with shark. Yes fish-n-chips are OK, And burgers are too, But remember don't PIG OUT And just eat a few. I could go on, said the old man "But for your sake, I won't But for heaven's sake food under the Bed - don't!" "Thank you," cried McGyver, "I'm really quite sorry. I'll improve my eating habits So don't you worry." "Good," said the old man, "A lesson worth knowing." He was gone in a flash - A strong wind was blowing. It blew all the green stuff Away through the clouds, McGyver sighed with relief And promised out loud - "I promise to eat all my spinach Like pop-eye" and - FRIENDS - if YOU'LL promise too then This story will end! |