Fritter Critters

It's snack time at last,

And my hunger is vast!

The growl of my tummy is vicious!

I think I'll make fritters

Shaped up into critters.

They're funny and cute and delicious!

I mix up the dough,

Roll it out—here we go!

All aboard for the critter express!

I make little dough-ears,

Then dough-whiskers, dough-rears,

Plus a big gloppy gooey dough-mess!

But at last I am done,

And I'm ready for fun!

I assemble the pieces and bits.

I make bunnies and squirrels,

I make piggies with pearls,

Fixing each fritter fleck where it fits.

I make hippos and snails,

And some prehensile tails

That I stick to the rump of each possum.

Then I dip them in fat,

Fry them up in a vat,

And I wait for my fritters to blossom.

In a minute or three

They are plump as can be,

And I know that my snacks are complete.

But my belly stays empty!

They look good and tempty,

But sadly, they're too cute to eat!