New Year's Poem

Thursday, December 27, 2007


'Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste
At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales, there arose such a number!
Then I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

I 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 cheese,
And the way I never said, "No thank you, please."

As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
And prepared once again to do battle with dirt,

I said to myself, as I only can,
"You can't spend the winter 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 banished
'Til all the additional ounces have vanished.

I won't have a cookie - 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!

~ Author Unknown ~
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    LOVE the poem! Isn't it great that we can laugh-instead of cry--about the struggles we have with our weight?
    4770 days ago
  • CJBLUE75
    lol..... That is cool!!
    4772 days ago
  • no profile photo LITTLELAMB2234
    That is a very fitting poem for all of us. Hope to see you in the New Year's Challenge with Diane. Mary
    4773 days ago
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