Attention! Attention! We need all you meal makers.
We need all the cooks and the chefs and the bakers.
All whippers of cream and pounders of steak.
We are asking for anyone with a great dish to make.
Come on fryers and butchers and roasters and grillers.
We even have need of the fruit juice distillers.
Please answer the summons without much of a hassle.
Everyone is required to come to the castle.
If you are wondering why we are making a racket
Please look at your calendar hanging next to your jacket.
It is the first of the year and you know what that means.
Prince Profundus Vorago is awake and causing some scenes.
He is cranky and hungry from sleeping all year.
His cries are so loud, they will shatter an ear.
This royal toddler needs food as soon as can be.
We hope that you help us and answer our plea.
The first course has arrived! We hear it’s a soup.
Made from ostrich stock, cabbage, and Chef Lyte’s secret goop.
The smell is amazing, but only one gets to eat
And he is very busy getting drool on his feet.
He gulps down the soup without using a spoon.
We are sorry that he acts like a starving baboon.
The second dish has been made and is on the way out.
Chef Parker has made her famous salad of kraut.
Several herbs have been gathered from far and from near.
They are combined with chopped lettuce and a sea turtle’s tear.
She adds carrots and tomatoes and acorns fine ground
For the crunchiest, tastiest salad around.
The prince dives right in with toy fork at the ready.
Getting splatters of salad all over his teddy.
The prince needs a drink to recover from crying.
Throwing such a tantrum can be very trying.
His tears have used up precious water and energy.
Bring the brews now while he’s chewing on celery.
The distillers have made fresh batches of juice.
Liquids ranging in taste from apple to moose.
Each drink kept in a glass with a long bendy straw
With ends dangling near the small prince’s maw.