I Only Want Ketchup

　　I only want ketchup.

　　It's all that I like.

　　I don't need a burger.

　　I don't need a bike.

　　I don't want a tuba,

　　a truck or a train,

　　bananas, bandanas,

　　pianos or rain.

　　I'll pass on canasta,

　　gymnastics and chess.

　　I don't need a diamond

　　a dog or a dress.

　　I'm fine without fairies,

　　canaries or figs,

　　tomatoes, tornadoes,

　　tortillas and twigs.

　　I'd give up guitars

　　and carnations and cheese,

　　The sparkling stars

　　and the wind in the trees,

　　I don't need a hug

　　or an afternoon hike.

　　Juss pass me the ketchup.

　　It's all that I like.