176 - F&C

I like to eat fish and chips

But the food goes straight to my hips

And supplementing with some dips...

It's like one of those abusive relationships

I might consider a better diet

But I'd do so with some disquiet

I'd have to stop snacking at night

And this might cause something of a riot

I need to reset my attitude

To all sort of things, including food

But don't expect much gratitude

As I'll probably be in a foul mood

I don't want to start any of this today

You can't force me, I won't obey

I'm not spending my life eating hay

I'm afraid I might just fade away

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