An Emotional Eater
I ate because I was bored.
A bunch of meats, none tasty enough.
I gulped down caramel popcorn.
Unsatisfied, I looked for something sweet.
I ate because I was disappointed.
Three kinds of cheeses – jalapeno, cheddar and pepper jack.
I felt stuffed for about an hour, then I sought something chocolate.
A Milk Way bar did not cut it.
I ate because I was sad.
I could not get the salt into my mouth fast enough.
I devoured potato chips, French fries and a Margarita.
Do you suppose you are an emotional eater?
Um……..duh!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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