Kids poem about spoon

Oh, my dear Table Spoon
Mom is making dinner
Soon
She’ll be asking me to eat
Lentill soup with peace of meat

Please ? I’m begging you
My friend
Let’s make packt
And this will end

Would you please
Hide!!!
Dissappear!!!
Do you understand?
My dear?

I can’t eat soup
With my hand
And my trouble
Comes to end.