Tag: moderation

It gets kind of heavy

This burden I shoulder

I must lighten up . . .

And yet I grow bolder

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Bolder because it makes me so mad

To think that the chicken for dinner we had

Packed a punch of hormones, a dabble of drugs

I’m a tree-lovin’ hippy; I just want more hugs

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More hugs for my children

And food that is healthy

I don’t like thinking of food

As sneaky and stealthy

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Though it is a necessary chore

I find listing prohibitions to be such a bore

Despite the recent blast o’ information

I’m taking myself on a splurge-vacation

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Oh the cakes I will bake

And the cookies I’ll eat

The latkes that shimmer

In oily heat

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I love sugar! I do! I most definitely do!

From the tips of my hair to the soles of my shoe!

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Yes, they say moderation is key

Sadly, that doesn’t quite cut it for me

For if even one crumb of a sweet does remain

It lures me; it taunts me; it calls me by name

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I am weak-kneed before the goddess temptation

She’s simply superior to that wimp moderation

And yet I suppose I should balance the two

Come 2010, I promise, that’s just what I’ll do