Grumblin Tummy

My tummy is a grumblin
Oh, what will I do.
All this roarin and rumblin
I've got to find food.

Where shall I go
What shall I do.
Perhaps mashed potatoes
And some gravy too.

Chicken sounds good too
It's been bakin all day.
Like mom used to do
I made it her way.

A slice of bread please
Pass the butter this way.
Don't make me ask twice, geez,
I'm having quite the day.

There is no more grumblin
I now know what to do.
With a little roar and rumble
I'll have dessert too!!