How Not to Play with Your Food
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From the book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!
Don’t play baseball with your Brussels sprouts
or tennis with tomatoes.
Don’t play soccer with your succotash
or ping-pong with potatoes.
Don’t play hockey with your hot dogs.
Don’t go bowling with your beans.
Don’t play racquetball with rump roast.
Don’t play tag with tangerines.
When you’re sitting at the table
just enjoy your mother’s cooking,
and refrain from playing with your food,
except when no one’s looking.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2001. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 4
From the Book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!
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