O Stomach —
You hate me today.
Did I eat something wrong?
Did I get in your way?

O Stomach —
That’s not very nice.
I’d say knock it off,
If you’d like my advice.

O Stomach —
I’ve got things to do.
I’m not making it up.
I promise it’s true!

O Stomach —
I’ll make you a deal:
You’ll get tasty things
If you don’t make me keel.

Bene scribete.