But I'm stuck with a serving of yogurt & bran.
I'd love to eat pizza, 'til dusk, from the dawn,
But I can't shirk the sensible diet I'm on.
The things I could do to a tray-full of pies,
Would make you turn red, and roll-back your eyes.
Instead I've got cabbage and beans vinnagrette,
Which have NO chance of making my stomach upset.
Neurotic attentive to calorie detail,
I chew at the bars of my vegetable jail,
Dreaming of meatloaf, to no avail.
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