(To the tune of "The Ballad of Sweeny Todd" by Stephen Sondheim)
Attend the tale of Westley O
His grin was wide so his teeth would show
He snatched the food off his Mommy's plate
And gleefully gobbled whatever he ate
He knew some tastes that few can know
Did Westley O
The daring toddler who eats beets.
He licked his chops at every meal
He worshipped seitan and outlawed veal
And on the plate he left not a smidge
No leftovers saved to be stored in the fridge
For Westley
For Westley O
The daring toddler who eats beets.
Savor and enjoy!
Westley, such a hungry boy.
Freely flow the milks of almond, rice and soy.
His grin was wide so his teeth would show
He snatched the food off his Mommy's plate
And gleefully gobbled whatever he ate
He knew some tastes that few can know
Did Westley O
The daring toddler who eats beets.
He licked his chops at every meal
He worshipped seitan and outlawed veal
And on the plate he left not a smidge
No leftovers saved to be stored in the fridge
For Westley
For Westley O
The daring toddler who eats beets.
Savor and enjoy!
Westley, such a hungry boy.
Freely flow the milks of almond, rice and soy.
His chair was high, his reach was long.With fruits and veggies he found no wrong.
The juice of carrots, and lots of greens,
An apple, banana, and two nectarines.
For sweetness he liked tangelo
Did Westley O,
The daring toddler who eats beets.
Often ravenous Westley was,
With aromas impressed he was.
Spoon from a jar, lick of a lid,
Westley liked flavors that nobody did.
Westley tasted and Westley chewed,
Like guy with more teeth he chewed,
Westley was cute, Westley was cuddly,
Westley's demands were not made subtly!
Westley!
Attend the tale of Westley O!
His favorite meals weren't the status quo.
He'd let you know what next he'll munch
But he wouldn't want to be late for his lunch
Not Westley
Not Westley O
The daring toddler who eats…
Beets…
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