Every now and then
the donut call
many times I stall
but my resistance
is doomed to fall
A good piece of candy
at times is also a dandy

Sweet soda drinks
my mind always thinks
going down my eyes blinks
A nice cold mug of root beer
go nutty when none is near
Order a cup of soda
they fill the cup with ice
not enough soda to suffice

So here I am in
this watch my weight state
I'd like to think that
I rule my own fate
however good food and
sweet treats are my mate
Everyday I think of control
before it becomes too late
but it seems I'm fighting
a losing war
with sweet treats
as the star

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