Friday, January 15, 2010

I shouldn't have had some of those M&Ms

T'was the month after Christmas, and all through the house,Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies I'd nibbled, the chocolate I'd tasteAt the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number!When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber),
I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheeseAnd the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirtAnd prepared once again to do battle with dirt...I said to myself, as I only can,You can't spend a summer, disguised as a man!"
So, away with the last of the sour cream dip.Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip.Every last bit of food that I like must be banishedTill all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a biscuit, not even a lick.I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie.I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore...But isn't that what January is for?Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.Happy New Year to all, and to all a good diet.

Found the above on another blog couldn't resist it. Even though no one reads this blog. Maybe, I'll tell my Mom about it. And Mama will read it and then send me a feedback asking me the purpose of this. And I won't have the faintest idea what to answer.

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