Food For Thought
Pancakes, Waffles, Eggs Benedict...
When I look at the menu I am in conflict.
But breakfast menus are so hard to take,
As sometimes I just want something that's baked.
A Pecan Roll would be nice right now,
Whoever came up with that idea, anyhow?
And of course there's the bacon, ham, sausage and the like,
That's the word I have for all of them...just what I "LIKE".
Oh, I love to eat and have a good time to be sure,
That's what made my body so hard to cure.
Those extra helpings and side dishes all,
Have put the pounds on, even though I am tall.
And try to get rid of them..."Oh, give me a break".
As I look at the Fruit Plate that I am tempted to take.
But the menus have no place for a disciplined face,
As line by line, I read them and taste.
Succulent foods are what I crave,
Looking at a menu, I have to behave.
Because I could eat a lot with my eyes you see,
Room in my stomach, there just wouldn't be.
So I choose carefully when ordering my food,
I want something tasty, satisfying, and good.
And when I am full I will venture to make,
That little gesture...about the "Doggy Bag" I'll take.
Oh, I shouldn't have stated my love of food with such hope,
Because I'll have only words to eat...here on the Soup!
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