I Want But Don'T Need

I Want, But Don't Need Yes, "I Want, But Don't Need" is my waistwatcher creed as I walk by each vending machine. All those chocolate chips calling out to my hips, colored Reese's in pieces - obscene! Will willpower surmount the cholesterol count of PayDays or some Rice Krispie Treats? Can I even forsake the caloric intake of LifeSavers, the smallest of sweets? Yummy Snickers and Kit-Kats, peanut M&Ms, with three flavors of Hostess fruit pie, I am hoping my brain simply vetoes the Cheetos, Doritos, and Fritos, oh my! Dare I ponder the truth of the harm Baby Ruth will inflict on my belly's increase? Soon my sweet tooth will bargain with riveting jargon, "Please buy it, I'll just eat a piece! Then there's Hershey's and Twix, and six kinds of trail mix. And the drinks! Pepsi, Root beer, and Coke, Dr. Pepper, YooHoo, Orange Crush, Mt. Dew render new resolutions a joke. Then two hours post-lunch, there's that nice Nestle Crunch overwhelming my stoic resolve, And the Heath bars and Dove bars and Clark bars and Mars bars enticing my will to dissolve. I am one of those hoarders of nickels and quarters - should ever the munchies catch fire. Self-control starts to fail when those Oreos hail, calling out to my carnal desire. In a fog, I hear clinking of coins, with lights blinking then eating and drinking. No sorrow! For I just HAD to buy it, the heck with my diet - "Whole 30" can just start tomorrow!