Lim'Rik Flats Poet Footle

On the Diet

no bacon
gut achin’

ice cream
left scene

faux “no thankies”
hide my crankies

supplement
doesn’t dent

appetite
up all night

low-cal goop
messy poop

fart unseen
gas ‘o lean

loss goal
takes toll

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Cheryl Hoffman November 7, 2016 at 9:14 PM Lol, thanks for making me laugh lim'rik! Sorry for your having no bacon with your gut achin, but you don't want to be heart attack'in!:) Lim'Rik Flats November 8, 2016 at 8:43 AM for sure! ;-)

Tim Smith November 3, 2016 at 10:14 AM tastes bland--like sand...tum aches--for bakes...labels--fables...more please--for me's...I quit--this sh-- Lim'Rik Flats November 4, 2016 at 10:58 PM my fave? labels-fables :-):-):-0 diet or no! Oh yeah, the ending couplet is great as well

Eve Roper November 3, 2016 at 9:03 AM hahaha.... this is so very true the silliness that comes out of true nature of the body epically as we get older.... good one Hugs Eve Lim'Rik Flats November 4, 2016 at 10:57 PM So my muscle turns to fat AND silliness? ;-) huggerpoos! ~ j