by Sandra S Corona
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An illustrated poem on the toll of those holidays feasts! Copyrighted art (mine) & poem.
Beware of the toll of holiday feasts!
It was quite a dainty sight--
men and women wearing white--
double duty ... day and night ...
major stress before daylight.
They line up early
for Cinnamon Rolls--
sugar and flour
scatter, jump, squat ... go!
There was much publicity--
Oh, the hypocracy
that showed multipicity.
came and were submerged
into vats of dough!
Ever get that urge?
As if it even matters,
they laid on silver platters ...
fresh from cinnamon splatters.
Folks sprawled, some baked, tattered.
Many flock to fads--
whatever is new--
following the crowd
even if it kills you.
Sweet cinnamon rolls--
as everyone knows--
extract a huge toll.
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|Reviewed by William Bonilla
if only you knew how much I have sinned
since thanksgiving day, I haven't stopped feeding my face
must have gained at least 10 pounds
what am I to do in my golden years with my fat butt here?????
punish myself and place myself on a diet of "bread & water"????
I wish i could but I am a diabetic.......
Love & peace be with you
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
Ah, but who could pass up a hot cinnamon roll, and what's a little fat here and there..more to love. Well done, my friend.
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
Clever, apt and witty...you say it well.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Apt and timely and seasonal, Sandy. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|LOL Too cute, Sandra; well done! Love the drawing! Too funny! LOL
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Yeah, but they're sooooooooooooooo delicious. Cute write, Sandra.|