You go downstairs to sit in your chair. You say grace and then dig in- 

    but WAIT.

    A vegetable! The worse of your cares!

    Mom say to eat. You make a fuss..

    but if you do, you're worse off than shoes. No dessert for a week.

    She told you to eat!

    No yippety-dos!

No skiddety-loos!

    VEGETABLES. Why does a thing like that exist? Tsk, tsk. You sigh.   

    VEGETABLES, PLEASE GO AND LEAVE AND HIDE!!!

    Well, it IS healthy, and good for you, too. Maybe it IS better than shoes. 

Oh, reeeeeealy? I'm better than a shoe? Oh please...

    At the end, you can get dessert. Yippee! All thanks to that vegetable thing!

    Let's sing! until...