Why are all the good things to eat bad for you?
The chocolate bars, the ice cream and the beer too
Is that the joke you can't deny that's played on us?
That it is lettuce, celery and cauliflower in such a fuss
Do you sweat it out looking at the last piece of cake?
Knowing that you in the end a salad will be your fate.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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