Going to a party where food
is a plenty, you'll be tempted
an awful lot. Everyone starts
out, making a promise, but
they would rather eat, then
not. With all the tempting
dishes, placed before you,
it's not possible, to give it a
taste. Of course you know, if
you continue like this, it's all
going to go, to your waist. At
this point, you haven't given
a thought, as you're feeling,
so very good. Besides,
promises are made, to be
broken and quite often, they're
misunderstood!
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