Festive Fat
Festive Fat
These last months I have watched my weight
And walked the dog that extra mile
Just weighed myself and I have lost
Almost two stone but gained a smile.
But I’m full of foreboding now
The dreaded time is almost here
When we go wild and stuff ourselves
With turkey, mince, and Christmas cheer.
There’s Christmas pudding, Christmas Cake,
Brandy, Chestnuts, Stollen, figs
Chocolates by the lorry load
It’s just like feeding swill to Pigs.
This year I must be resolute
Control myself, eat just a peck
I’m sure I can, it’s not that hard…
Oh, who am I kidding…what the heck!
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