Snack Time

My tummy's feeling empty,
I am ready for a snack.
I look into the pantry,
Where I hide my stuff in back.

I pull out a bag of pretzels,
Some cookies and some chips.
My mouth begins to water;
There's a grin upon my lips.

I grab an apple and banana,
An orange and a pear,
Some grapes and peanut butter,
That I see sitting there.

I grab some milk to wash it down,
And then the food devour.
I have to eat quickly though,
Cause dinner's in an hour.

©2009-Art Belliveau