A Gluttonous Tale

Survival of an ultra long week, finally you see some light at the end; Humor a little bit tongue in cheek? Right now could be truly a godsend; Up late in pyjamas watching cartoons, always more than a little obscure; Snacks like sweet meatballs, macaroons, banana peppers, maybe soup du jour; Brandishing a spatula around, it quickly morphs into silverware; Plates of the Midnight Gourmet abound, all part of this gluttonous affair; Box of crackers shaped like a bugle filled with a huge dollop of spray cheese lead to behavior less than frugal; Stop adding the extra mayonnaise! ALL of the leftovers in the fridge! Ice cream with a caramel drizzle?! What’s the reason for an all out binge? I hope you have some Pepto Bismol; It is such a spine chilling vision to watch how quick you can devour that new culinary creation and keep going another hour; There’s no off switch nor any limit, the speed resembles the Autobahn; You almost seem to be proud of it as you open a second bonbon; The clock keeps moving with a tick tock as a potato grows on the couch; Without a morsel left in the crock sleepy shoulders are starting to slouch; Quickly approaching a food coma there’s no way to stop a rushing train; Sugar overdose hitting plasma, probably should learn to maintain; It could wake you up in the morning and keep you all day in the bathroom; Up chucking with all that sweat pouring you’ll feel like you belong in a tomb; A face now soured a sickly green seems to be turning a ghostly pale; Leaving nothing left of the serene that was there at the start of this tale; Stuck in bed the rest of the weekend, which wasn’t where you wanted to be; Do not let this become a new trend, to fall off the wagon easily; It’s great to be fond of the kitchen, but don’t become overzealous; The gorge that started with a smidgen? In hindsight less than hilarious.