Late for Dinner

There's dinner on the stove and the table's short one setting.

On the counter lies a dessert I won't likely be getting.

The kids can shout, "I'm hungry" for as long as they want.

Because I'm this small family's head, or, if you will, debutant.

You wait until I poop or you'll get no dinner.

Because for me to truly enjoy this, I must feel five pounds thinner.