Brina Petrič: When I cook

I was afraid of mom saying that,
so I just jumped off the couch, I said »What!?«
»Ok, I’ll repeat again,« mom said,
»prepare the lunch or I’ll be sad.«

So I had no choice, I just went there,
mumbling loudly: »Mom, that’s not fair…«
I started with mixing ketchup and butter,
until I heard my angry mother:

 “Hey, stop doing this!!!”
“Ok, then, I’ll mix apples and peas.”
“Ugh, just cook potatoes with carrots!”
“Alright, tomatoes and parrots.”

But the problem is we don’t have this stuff,
plus, smashed tomatoes won’t be enough,
and I ended up mixing ice cream and meat,
I will be so special, please don’t repeat!

So was sat and ate the thing,
It was worse than I could think.
Mom thought I just want attention,
that’s why I am in detention.