I Can Predict Weather As Accurately As Groundhog Punxsutawney Phil Does Poem by NHIEN NGUYEN MD

"You are what you eat"
That is what I read
On Television screen in my doctor's office.
I feel amused by what I see
Because it brings me a sudden smile indeed.
My mind begins to associate with what I may eat.
If I eat chickens, I may have wings
I may sleep standing on one leg
I may have breast which never can produce milk.
If I eat a rooster I can crow.
After eating a duck, I can quack.
If I eat turkey, I can show my fanning tail
And I may end up on Thanksgiving table.
If I eat beef I can become a cow
I can produce milk even I don't have breasts.
If I eat geese, I will migrate
I will relocate yearly between South and North.
If I eat fish, I can swim
I will not worry about drowning
But I may end up as a fried fish.
If I eat pork, I will become a pig
I may end up in Lebanon Bologna.
If I eat frog legs, I will become a bull frog
I may croak a lot during rainy nights and days
To call for my lady mates.
If I eat venison, I will become a deer
I will be in daze watching autumn leaves falling
I may become target for arrows and bullets.
If I eat a special Woodchuck stew
I can predict winter weather
As accurately as Groundhog Punxsutawney Phil does.

NHIEN NGUYEN MD
2/1/2019