Friday, November 10, 2017

poem of the day November 10


I'm on a diet
I can't believe it
I have to lose 
the Taoist belly
I have cultivated
over many years of delusion
The diet was going really good
until I ate some chicken fingers
After the first greasy bite
I knew I had sinned
But I could not stop
the exquisite guilty pleasure
of eating forbidden fruit
The chicken fingers were great
The best I've ever had
It was then I understood 
what everybody on
a diet already knows
Cheating makes diets great
Who wouldn't sin for some chocolate cake

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