My New Year's resolutions
I made on a cold Boxing Day
Didn't provide all the solutions
They all slowly faded away.
I'd go to the gym to lose weight
I said with eager passion
But that was only tempting fate
The telly is such a distraction.
I'd get a dog and walk round the park
That would soon get me slim and fit
We'd get up and rise with the lark
And find the nearest bench to sit.
But a dog I would have to feed
And take it sometimes to the vet
And I don't know what type, or breed
I'll buy a bike, it's a safer bet.
But with a bike I could get run over
By a truck, a bus or a car
Or a farmer with tatty Land Rover
I'll stay at home, it's safer by far.
I'll stop eating a donut or two
And cut down by a gallon of beer
And think of what else I can do
Then put it all off for another year.
One of the most delightful resolution poems I've read. Thanks, David.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hear! Hear! that's the sort of resolution I love to hear! thanks David