On the third day of Christmas, my true love was confusing,
First (Tall) Person: "Do you like my meadow? Try some of my grass! Please have a blade, please do, it's so delectable and so darn good looking!"
Second (Short) Person: "You can eat the grass?"
First (Tall) Person: "Of course you can! Everything in this room is eatable, even I'm eatable! But that is called "cannibalism," my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies."
Listening to Westlife - When You're Looking Like That