New Year's Resolution
Why shed those Christmas calories?
Who says I should?
Give me another helping please
of clotted cream, of full fat cheese,
of Christmas pud.
Pressure to pump or skip or wallop
I'll promptly stifle;
into the kitchen I shall lollop,
and gouge myself another dollop
of sherry trifle.
Comments about this poem (New Year's Resolution by Gareth Glyn Roberts )
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