So Plain - A Poem

[Put on your bee costume, kids, this one's based on a Blind Melon song]

Aroo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Awroo-oo-oo.

All I can say is that this food, it is so plain.
Was all the flavor washed out in the rain?
And all I can do is just take a bite or two
Then eat till I am through.
But it’s not great.
It’s not grea-eat.

I just want bipeds to give to me, woof woof woof woof,
Salami or maybe some caaaaake.
You know I’d love to eat some char-broiled breast of drake.
Or maybe chow down at some clam bake.
(On a rare steak.)

And I don’t understand why dry food’s all I get.
No gravy, nor marinade, nothing wet.
And all I can do is beg and bark and steal
To scrounge up a good meal, but that has no appeal.
No appeal. Appeal. A ba-na-na-peel.

All I can say is that my food is o so plain.
This stuff would bore a Dane, it dulls my brain.
Boring grain.
My life’s baaaaaane.

I just want someone to feed to me, arf arf arf arf,
Food that has some flavor, pleeeeease.
You know I’d love to have bowl of buttered peas.
Or maybe bologna topped with cheese.
(It’s topped with cheese.)
It’s the bee’s knees.
(It’s the bee’s knees.)
Everyone agrees.
(It’s the bees knees.)
Everything it really goes it really goes well with cheese
(Some edam please.)
Don’t be a tease.
(Don’t be a tease.)
Arf arf arf arf.
(I want some cheese.)
Arf arf arf arf.
(Give me some cheese.)
Arf arf arf arf.
(I want some please.)
Arf arf aroooooooooooo….