When little Carl came home from church,
two weeks ago Sunday
he asked his mom "Hey what's for lunch?"
(He was hungry on such a long day)
"You mean who are we having for lunch today,"
Carl's mother corrected her son,
"We're having the Burton's for lunch today,
-isn't that going to be fun?"
Little Carl was quiet and he went to his room,
too surprised to speak
Why, him and little Greg Burton were friends,
they traded cards in church each week!
"How can I eat the Burtons!" Carl thought,
"What is my mother thinking?!"
Carl's eyes were growing with fear and surprise,
while his appetite kept shrinking.
"Will we eat every part: Shoes and shirts?
and even clip-on ties?
Will we start at the fingers and end at the toes?
I'm NOT going to eat the eyes!"
Little Carl felt scared, and a little sick
and he knew this just wasn't right.
He WOULDN"T eat Gregg Burton today,
he'd put up quite a fight!
He grabbed his baseball bat in his fist,
and gave it a hardy swing
But he couldn't imagine frighting his mom,
he loved her...despite everything!
"I'll fight," said Carl "to save my friends,
but I will not use my bat-
I'll fight with my words and I'll fight with my tears.
Yes...instead, I'll do that!"
"And I won't eat my friend, no...I'll refuse,
by keeping my mouth shut tight.
I will not eat any friends today,
and that is how I'll fight."
Just then the doorbell rang in the hall
and the Burton's stepped inside.
Carl jumped to his feet and rushed to their side
where he stood by little Gregg and cried:
"We cannot eat these friends of ours!
We'll miss them far too much!
If you want me to join at the table today,
serve something else for lunch!"
...
The Burtons were there for lunch that day,
but they were not served on a plate.
Instead lasagna was put into their bowls
and everyone was happy and ate!
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