A boy demanded Belgian chocolate
But didn’t get his way
Until his parents reached their limit
When he had screamed all day

Annoyed by his incessant crying
Aboard the train to Ghent
The mum and dad had kept on trying
To silence their wee gent

He misbehaved so much in Antwerp
Or so his parents felt
They fed the chocolate to the damned twerp
And pushed him in the Scheldt