• It's a few weeks after Christmas.
    Nothing will fit me not even a shoe!
    I remember the tastful egg nog and the chocolate cookies.
    The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared.
    The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese.
    Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
    Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

    Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
    Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet! whee