Tag: pie
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Poem about getting in shape
Desert Dessert – Weight reading high, Scale breathes a sigh. Salad is served, no sweets deserved. – Friend brings a pie. Catches my eye. Getting my plate, Then stop, say WAIT! – Can’t eat dessert. desire desert My clothes don’t fit I must diet. – Diets don’t work, They’re just a quirk. Must change routine…
June Nash 