There once was a women called Maybell,
who had a most wonderful table.
She delighted to dabble
With the hoons and the rabble
And started her own culinary cabel.

She invited the masses to dinner,
And served Maybell's syrup – a winner
The ragged and torn
Ate pancakes til dawn
While Maybell got thinner and thinner,

Now remember as you read this small fable
That whatever you have at your table
It ain't worth a hoot
If you don't share your fruit
With the cabel at Maybell's old table.