I make sure I keep fit
Run every other day
I do lots of other sports
Move in every way
So why can't I get a break?
Then again, maybe it's all that cake
I weigh myself each day
Hoping it'll just go down
But instead of a great smile
I only see a frown
Is it 'cause I'm getting older?
Then again, maybe it's all that soda
I try to have a healthy diet
Counting my calories
I eat all my fruit and veg
This should really be a breeze
You know, I follow all the tips
Then again, maybe it's all those crisps
I want to see my feet
Not this big bulbous tummy
I don't want it all to jiggle
So it doesn't look so funny
Is that really such a bad dream?
Then again, maybe it's all that ice cream
They say the camera adds ten pounds
To me it adds nearer fifty
Even though I do things right
And try to eat quite thrifty
It could be that I'm just not lucky
Then again, maybe it's all that choccy
Who am I kidding?
I know it's down to me
The sugary food that I eat
So what shall I have for tea?
I think a nice juicy steak, or burger and chips
I think I'll save my tummy and add it to my hips
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