I've done it all my life
I know it may sound funny
But it keeps them on my knife!
My 3rd grade music teacher was a huge fan (and perhaps the author?) of this little ditty...and you're only saying it right if you use an extreme East Texas accent. Especially on the long "I"s.
I can't help think of this crazy song every time peas come up. No, it's not often that they do, but they did this week when Jack had his first bite of peas! And hated them. Seriously. Hated them. And I can't say I blame him. They smell absolutely horrid! His cute little face was repulsed and he kept gagging! I couldn't do it. I couldn't make the poor boy eat them.
Oh well. What can I say...I hate peas, too!