A bacon egg and cheese biscuit
Is what I'd like the most
Instead I have some melon
and a piece of melba toast
Why can't I have a Danish
Or piece of pumpkin pie
Without a tinker's worry
About triglyceride
At times it's such a struggle
To keep this frame of mind
Raiding the refrigerator
For the treats I would find
Waking in the morning
Sometimes it is quite close
Hit the bathroom running
From a fiber overdose
Reading all the labels
Trying to shop smart
What I thought a staple
Is not even on the chart
Walking down the aisle
My taste buds would agree
All that seems appealing
Is neither sugar nor fat free
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The truth, the truth, the truth! ! !