Bald Bald!

No chocolates there to munch or bite
No cookies shaped like kites
No lobster very large and loud
Is there to feed my mouth

No ice and cream to swallow down
No pastries soft and brown
No dumplings made of owl meat
Is there for me to eat.

No tuna or a juicy fruit
No slimy soup of roots
No coke that makes me gas and burp
Is there for me to slurp

No pizza with some extra cheese
No candies made of peach
No jellies very green and pulp
Is there for me to gulp

No brownies or some ginger beer
No shanks of roasted deer
No burger with a hot dog stick
Is there for me to pick.

So please don’t give me a stare
Not even a glare
As nothing was here nothing was there
I gobbled up on my hair.