I'll Start My Diet Monday
Oh my stomach's growling,
My mouth is dry,
If only I could have
Just one little piece of pie!
Everyone's in bed,
They're all sound asleep.
I sneak into the kitchen,
Tiptoe without a peep.
Up goes my hand,
Off goes the cover,
Just one little piece. . . . . .
Well, maybe another,
Three pieces later ,
All that's left is an empty tray.
Oh well,
I can start my diet Monday!