There once was a spoon who tried way too hard,
He practiced his scooping out in the yard.
He’d spin in the soup, do flips in the stew,
But splashed it all over—oh, what a to-do!

He’d bend into shapes, try to twirl like a fork,
Even tried cutting—oh, silly old dork!
“Just scoop and relax,” said the wise old ladle,
But the spoon kept on, though clearly unable.

In the end, with a sigh, he gave up the race,
And simply scooped ice cream with style and grace!