The Salad
When I'm in bad-girl mode, I eat
too much or make selections that
folks who love living should avoid,
sweet foods chock-full of salt and fat.
A good-girl dish I have at least
four times a week--it's really great--
I recommend to Souper friends,
their gnawing hunger to abate.
I start with spinach, fresh and crisp,
spread on a full-sized dinner plate.
I add my diced, grilled chicken breast.
I want it now, but I must wait!
Strawberries (sliced), dried cranberries,
a bit of onion--red is best--
I place atop my masterpiece.
But wait--it's not yet fully dressed.
The cruel label says to use
two tablespoons--a little dab.
I do use more, lite ranch, which makes
this scrumptious salad simply fab!
June 28, 2016
written for the Lewis Raynes I Love Food contest
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