I walk down the stairs 
To divide the food fares
I find on the table
A fruit-filled stable

Chocolate oranges, vanilla strawberries,
Grapes as pink as fairies, 
Apples and bananas
Cherries in cans,

Food overflowing
Now the food-grass needs mowing?

I pour in the cherries
And the red ripe berries

Eat the apples!
Eat the strawberries!
Eat the grapes as pink as fairies!
Now my stomach is full!
Time for the bellyache toll.