I eat one more I will be sure to puke.
Almond no joy to me no more, no more
The kids re-gift each one to me for free.
So eat jus one, jus two, jus four, or ten!
An now my belly bomb is set to blow,
oh no, I got to go to fill toilet.
How come the young, they can jus eat so much
choc'late sugar garbage? The fun for Dad
is done the pain is real the gut is broke.
I wish I had a nickel for each time
I say I ate too much. I would be rich!
By chance I live through this stupid insane
choc'late attack, I cross my heart an hope
to die, I will be smart even reduce
horking the pumpkin pie, ehhh,
Copyright © Dan Helppi | Year Posted 2014
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
to post a comment