harro 0 #1 January 14, 2004 'Twas the month after Christmas, and all through the house nothing would fit me, not even a blouse; The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste at holiday parties had gone to my waist When I got on the scales there arose such a number! When I walked to the store t'was merely a lumber I'd remember the marvellous meals I'd prepared, The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared; The wine and the rum balls; the bread and the cheese, and the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please." So, away with the last of the sour cream dip, get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished 'til all the additional ounces have vanished. I won't have a cookie--not even a lick. I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won't have hot biscuits, or chocolate, or pie, I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore, But surely to God, that's what January's for. Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!Jumpy Jumpy?? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RoysPlayThing 0 #2 January 14, 2004 ...And all to my wondering eyes should appear, But a dusty old Tree- And some pounds on my rear... And all of the moments with family I've spent, There was no one who replied to the cards that I sent... I packed all the gadgets from xmas & cheer, And while I was packing-I chugged down a beer... At last as the last xmas memories were packed, I sighed in relief that the tree was compact... Although I enjoyed all the holiday joice, I knew to return some bad gifts were my choice... While standing inside of the store in a line, I knew that the cashier that I got was a swine... She wouldn't except that chia pet return... Even if offered all money I earned. So xmas is not all it's cracked up to be.. I know when a bad one comes by-you will see... I loved this years xmas, so cheerful with care, In hopes that the cousin you hate wasn't there... So next time the holiday rush comes along, Remember your manners-& keep on the thong... Hold all of your memories close to your heart... And await the next season of xmas to start. _______________________________________________ My mind is like a parachute...it functions only when open. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
