Thursday, December 26, 2019

a Christmas sonnet


Now the Christmas season’s past
The diet should begin at last
But then, we haven’t reached New Year
To celebrate with lots of cheer
And Christmas leftovers so tasty
The diet waits, let’s not be hasty
Quaff and stuff until 12th Night
There’s always room to find a bite!
Cinnamon and ginger, nutmeg and cloves
These are the spices everyone loves
Far too much sugar, carbs and fat
The Yuletide does assure us that

I will give up dietary procrastination
And give in now to gustatory temptation