Pirate Stew

Here's an expeience many parents and kids share:
Kid: What's for dinner?
Parent: Meatloaf with green beans and...
Kid: Eww, I'm not eating that. It's sounds gross.

And so the tale goes, in many houeholds across the globe -
I hate weiner schnitzel, I'm not eating Cous Cous, get that bok choi away from me!

Of course this happened to the wife and I one day. This experience also inspired me to write the following poem. I wondered if making the food sound more appealing to kids might increase their interest in it. Nice theory, it didn't work. But it makes for good reading:

Pirate stew

I don’t like this dinner
It certainly isn’t a winner
My mouth won’t open
I think it’s stuck
The word that comes to mind is YUCK!

What’s that? You say its Pirate Stew
And you got the recipe from grandpa Belew
It will put hair on my chest
And make me grow strong
So I can go pirating
All the day long

I’ll grow a third eye
And have 17 legs
But only 3 of them will be wooden pegs

I’ll steal from the rich
Maybe even rob a bank
And the last guy that didn’t eat it
Had to walk the plank

I’ll take all the treasure that I stole
And bury it all in a very deep hole
Mom, can I have another bowl?