I Know What I Like to Eat
gravy, cookies, pies, cakes and beef stew
sticky caramel apple full of lovely goo
I’m on a diet. How about you?
I reach for lettuce, diet dressing too.
Not satisfied, I grab a bag of chips
people can stop at one? I call them dips.
I add a tub of sour cream and finish the bag.
Call me Rubenesque and corpulent, I’m a satisfied hag.
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