Twas the month after christmas...

I hope you find this as cute as I did! Hugs, Trudi >>Twas The Month After Christmas >> >>Twas the month after Christmas and all through the house >>Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. >>The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste. >>All the holiday parties had gone to my waist. >>When I got on the scales there arose such a number! >>When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). >>I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared; >>The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared, >>The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese >>And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please." >>As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt >>And prepared once again to do battle with dirt--- >>I said to myself, as I only can >>"You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!" >>So--away with the last of the sour cream dip, >>Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip >>Every last bit of food that I like must be banished >>Till all the additional ounces have vanished. >>I won't have a cookie--not even a lick. >>I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick. >>I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie, >>I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. >>I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore--- >>But isn't that what January is for? >>Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. >>Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

that was pretty darn cute, I think I've seen a version of this before - this one tickled my tootsies though.