Sometimes I have to wonder
What goes on inside my head
It happens fairly frequently
When I sit down to break my bread
I could not resist the blue plate special
The chef put out today
And for the rest of the afternoon
The gut bomb’s here to stay
A slab of meatloaf and mashers
A nap now guaranteed
Except I have to do some work
Some bosses have that need
I feel my eyelids drooping
I should have eaten salad
Instead I’ll wallow in my chair
And end this culinary ballad
Copyright 2009 Patrick A. Granfors
Regis
Why do we do it???
Cause its YUMMY..pity there is always repercussions though hehe
Love this
And I'm on a diet..no overeating, gotta get me weight off.
;) Ch'erie
Funny how we all eat the things we shouldn't
Great poem, I enjoyed
Have a good one
The Buzzard
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D