I awoke this morning craving cheese.

It is not a desire at which to sneeze,

Nor one that I could easily feeze

For if I did, all during the day it would seize

Every opportunity to display its displease.

I would smell it with each breath I drew,

And taste it with each morsel I chose to chew,

And by the end of the day my decision I’d rue

Because the symptoms are enough like the flu

To leave me not only hungry, but queasy, too.

So off to the fridge I scampered with zest

To find some cheese that I could ingest,

But to my horror I failed in my quest

Which left me both hungry and depressed

With a growl in my belly and tightness in my chest.

This lesson, my friend, is hereby shown.

Always be aware of what you own

For if the honest truth be known

Cravings of any kind are not appeased by a groan

Especially when they grow to desires full blown.

Copyright 2004 Bobbi Duffy