This is the story of Billy Button
The tragic tale of a greedy glutton
Who loved to spend each waking hour
Finding items to devour
Eating everything in sight
Until his parents in desperate plight
Cried out Billy, you must stop
Or one day you will just go POP!
I will eat less, young Billy said
And promptly ate two loaves of bread
A pound of butter, a jar of jam
And fifteen slices of best smoked ham
And though his stomach now reached his knees
He finished with two rounds of cheese
He sat back, licked his lips and burped
I wonder what's for tea, he slurped
Nothing tonight Billy's parents said
For soon you have to go to bed
Daddy's boss and his wife, the Skinners
Are turning up at 8 for dinner
We're going upstairs to get dressed
You sit here and behave your best
But as soon as Mum and Dad had gone
A hungry look came upon their son
A little snack that's all I need
He said as he licked his lips with greed
And waddled to the dining room
To find something else to consume
And there laid out before his eyes
A tasty spread of lavish size
Mmm, just a little taste won't hurt
And he shovelled goodies down his throat
Every starter that he saw
Soon disappeared down Billy's maw
All the veg and meat he ate
Licking sparkling clean each plate
He ate the sweets at a rapid rate
And then finished off the After Eights
And very soon it all was gone
Stuffed into Billy's bulging tum
Now perhaps a little doze
Thought Billy as his eyelids closed
And so his parents found him sitting there
Wedged into a straining chair
His snoring cake-hole smeared with food
It was then his parents became unglued
The shops were closed, the boss was due
Oh what, mum wailed, were they to do
Dad said, as he eyed his son
Don't worry, I know what must be done
Now we conclude this sorry fable
With everyone sitting at the table
Mum and Dad and the Skinners
Tucking into a most tasty dinner
Says Mr. Skinner, I make a toast
To this most tender, tasty roast
I've never seen one quite so plump
Could you slice me just a little more rump?