You all should know Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed to see such a sport
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
But…
Did you know about the fork and the spoon?
They used to be together,
Two birds of a feather.
(Yes I know they’re silverware,
But I really couldn’t care.)
We never did know;
Why did the spoon go?
All I can say,
What a Valentine’s Day!
On their date, the spoon and the fork—
Yes, of course, they ordered the pork!
The day came, but oh how I wish
That the spoon never met the smooth-talking dish.
The dish charmed one away,
Oh what can I say?
Valentine’s Day brought the fork’s doom.
Alas, the dish ran away with the spoon.
All that was left… One very jealous fork.
A tip from me, don’t order the pork,
Unless you wish
To be whisked away by a dish.
However…
There is a little more to this tale
Than just a relationship failed.
Although this may seem a little wild,
They had had a love child.
Don’t be silly, it was the spoon and the fork.
The name of their child, of course, was the spork.
Now a constant reminder of a love long forgotten,
The spork may never know, and so, never feel rotten.
The End