Little Stainsy Whippawill,
sitting on a windowsill.
Who’s spoon to upend next?
in staining, an unstained breast.
Ketchup, mustard, sauce of soy,
Stainsy’s chaos brings him joy,
but others, much chagrin.
White blouses are often best,
to capture an unctuous oily mess.
Stainsy, leaves quiet an impression.
Despite your care with spaghetti,
Stainsy is always ready,
to Pollockize your favorite suits.
So, beware your feeding locomotion,
Stainsy’s truest soul devotion,
requires full and clumsy spoons.