The Fork, Knife, and Spoon
A vicious battle did ensue
Between the Knife, the Fork, and the Spoon
While each felt the job that they do
Was far more important than the other two
The Knife sliced the air with sharpened tongue
I'm the only one to get things done
Who do you turn to, to make the cut
When the plate you're served is way too tough
That's when the Spoon sang its tune
You two ever hear of a thing called soup
Can you please tell me what you would do
If they placed a bowl in front of you
Just then is when the Fork spoke up
Okay you two I've had enough
You know you need me just as much
And to prove him right he said let's do lunch
Coming together they had a great time
The Fork, the Spoon, even the Knife
After all they did they all did find
It's good to have friends to help you along in life
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