Tough Times Ahead

You weren’t around

to help me eat,

so I had to go it alone.

 

No one to push me

but myself.

 

Using the fine China

loosening the belt

bellying up to the table

and using the tablecloth for a bib,

I dig in.

 

So much to choose from,

but some of each

certainly fits the bill.

The list grows,

the stomach swells.

This weekend, I choose gluttony.

 

And I’ll be paying for it later.

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