It is that time of year again,
That centers around sweets.
And, those great specialty drinks,
Yeah! Rich, decadent eats.
Everyone looks so forward,
To the fourth of the seasons.
They’ll give themselves permission.
With their diet, they will reason.
For me I will try,
Really hard to not give in.
They’ll offer me some goodies,
“No thanks,” I’ll say and grin.
I know that they only,
Want to mean well.
I’d accept upon their offer,
If guaranteed, I won’t swell.
Oh, that I could try,
Sweets many times over.
Wake up in the morning,
Without the slightest hangover.
So, Santa if you’re listening,
The gift I wish to get.
Eat and drink everything,
And, my clothes would still fit.
Maybe this gift Sir Elf,
Oh, Santa Clause, I beg,
People look at me and say,
“You’ve got a hollow leg.”
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Author:
WriteBeLight (
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Comments3
Very nice rhyming poem! It's sad that I just lost weight before the holidays--I hope I didn't put on more than a few! Seems like a lot of people gift home baked goodies to lighten their budget. So tempting!
I agree! I love pasta and bread. And, I love those nougat's that come from Italy and are separately wrapped in decorative foil. Going to get some of those! But, I will keep my exercise routine to be in shape for winter sports. Thanks for the comment, Christina!
Awesome write
Thanks so much Tony!
Welcome
Ha ha WBL
This poem
Is sooooo
True and
unfortunately
I'm with you....
Very very
Good....
bloody temptation.....
Thanks! We are just a few days away and I can really feel the Christmas spirit. (I pinch my wrist and can see just how much! HAHA)
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