Fatback and bacon,
butter and eggs
stirred but not shaken
makes for strong legs.
Hear not the whining...
'plaque does you in...',
arteries lining
hardened as tin.
Doctors confuse you
tell you low fat,
aim to abuse you
skin your own cat.
Back to tradition
eat Nature's stuff
their apparition
is just not enough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Moderation..........cannot give it all up. Enjoyed this. All the best, Diane