Cause me to pause and have a think
Of the dancing vicious lightning barbs
That punish me for banning carbs.
At night I simply lie awake
Wondering why I'm smelling steak
When it's really potatoes for which I yearn.
Please tell me- will I ever learn?
Sunday 24 June 2012
I Get Crazy Without My Carbs
Hunger pains push me to the brink
Cause me to pause and have a think
Of the dancing vicious lightning barbs
That punish me for banning carbs.
At night I simply lie awake
Wondering why I'm smelling steak
When it's really potatoes for which I yearn.
Please tell me- will I ever learn?
Cause me to pause and have a think
Of the dancing vicious lightning barbs
That punish me for banning carbs.
At night I simply lie awake
Wondering why I'm smelling steak
When it's really potatoes for which I yearn.
Please tell me- will I ever learn?
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Hunger pangs may trouble some
ReplyDeleteWhose lives defined by fill become.
The measure of a satiate meal
Should be the sense of how we feel.
Is this enough, or "is it right?"
Do not define the apetite.
'tis easy for the gut to fill,
but more difficult to make a meal.