There is a time in every day when I am at a loss,
I need to think what I shall cook, each child thinks they’re the boss.
Alistair will not eat fish, Chloe won’t eat meat, No vegetables for Emily, for Jamie only sweet.
Between them all there seems to be no meal that I can make Without someone complaining that they only wanted cake!
At least three grumpy faces is my daily evening sight,
And there’s always at least one who won’t even have a bite.
So now I have decided, that if I say, “Too bad!”,
They’ll soon be far too hungry to continue with their fads!