Pig Out Party and Credit Card
My first morning task, if you’re like me –
and I don’t see why you wouldn’t be –
is to empty and lighten my body
of all I ate at last night’s Pig Out party –
all expensive food and drink with it
paid for with a plastic card of credit –
and this morning all flushed down
with a sense of remorse and a frown,
with a year or more of future statements
reminding me of monthly payments.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2023
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