Spoiler
This is a fairly silly poem about a kid who eats too much. It's pretty self-explanatory. I wrote it when I was about ten but it's been edited. Hope you like it! 
Roberto was a greedy fellow,
His face was big, plump and yellow.
He loved to eat hot greasy pies,
Or other foods that caught his eyes.
His mother said, "Roberto dear,
You fill my heart with dread and fear.
Please stop eating all that food,
The way you gobble, it's awfully rude!"
But poor Roberto didn't pay heed,
One word filled his mind, that word being FEED!
So late one night while his parents slept,
Into the pantry was where he crept.
He raided the cupboards for something to munch,
And on the top shelf was the shortbread crunch.
Now stocky Roberto was quite short in height,
So he had to climb up to reach his delight.
He swallowed and slurped, he guzzled and ate,
But tonight was the night that he'd meet his fate.
On the counter where he stood lay a puddle of dribble,
On which he slipped after his last nibble.
He fell to the ground, contently stuffed,
And as he blacked out his last breath was puffed.
If Roberto had listened to his parents fears,
Then maybe his life wouldn't end in tears.
So before you reach for the hearty beef stew,
Consider that next it may be you.



