Dave Cox Poet Rhyme

Fast Food, Fast Death

Let’s get some pizzas nice and cheesy

Nothing to cook, life is easy

Another quick fix, just what we need

Fast food, at lightning speed.

Food can fix most of our troubles

Deliveroo, comes to our homely bubble

Stay in and they deliver

Bad for your heart, bad for your liver

A gallon of coke, quench your thirst

Rot your teeth, a trip in a hearse

Your fast-food gut expands and enlarges 

Let’s a buy a fourteen-seat sofa 

For a couple of barges. 

Look in the mirror a gastric disaster

Use some pills as a sticking plaster

Fatigue, couples the weariness of sloth

Cheese up some bread and finish the loaf.

David Cox 24/06/22

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Eileen Clark June 30, 2022 at 12:29 PM OH this is so funny and so true, you nailed it David! Dave Cox June 30, 2022 at 2:30 PM I ordered a pizza and then began to think. Thank you for reading my poem. Dave

Timothy Ray June 30, 2022 at 5:58 AM well Dave i understand the wisdom in this advice....line by line you drive home the wisdom therein...myself i ceased cooking long ago...but i hardly ever drive-thru, more so a frozen dinner guy...but i do blender veggies, spinach base....my mother, Southern cook, ate bacon, sausage, pork chops, butter, eggs, fried chicken, gravy, and smoked...and died at 95...while your lines hang on Truth's vine....DNA i keep telling Doc is in this equation and mom had cereals too Cream of Wheat and oatmeal...never Coco-Puffs Timothy Ray June 30, 2022 at 8:38 AM i am like you i come from good genes but also wise enough not to push it...my uncle liked bourbon and heard often at his funeral the whiskey finally got him at 97...i have not had a drop for the last 28 years....i have a great liver, kidney, heart, and singing bowels and 20 years a diabetic...my blender sings spinach, onions, celery, kale, hot-hot-sauce and more...doing the best i can living alone Dave Cox June 30, 2022 at 8:30 AM Hi Timothy, easier to write than do...guilty as charged. I take kale tablets as a token contribution. I try to eat more fibre for a day or so, but it tastes like cardboard. I'm heartened, forgive the pun, by my grandfather who smoked from the age of eight and died at ninety-two. To my credit, I don't smoke or drink, so perhaps fate will smile on me. Take care and thanks for reading.

Gordon Mcconnell June 28, 2022 at 4:55 PM Great pen Dave telling a real true lesson with nice rhyme and flow with good imagery too. Good to read another fellow Brit, I'm North of the border. Gordon Dave Cox June 29, 2022 at 6:17 AM I bought a pizza and thought, 'What the hell is this?' Thanks for reading Gordon. My best thoughts to Beautiful Scotland. Dave