I'd like to say.
That I'm not the one responsible
for all the fridge space.

I didn't eat the whipping cream--
didn't even try it.
That Barbecue Beef in a Bowl?
Wasn't on my diet.
didn't even try it.
That Barbecue Beef in a Bowl?
Wasn't on my diet.
the pudding or the fries.
I didn't eat the strudel,
nor yet the apple pies.

Instead I saved my money
and sent it to the poor.
I cared about the hungry...
Well I like to say that...for the record...
But the truth is that I can't.
Hey. I'm only mortal, after all.
So I exercise at the gym to lose the extra pounds
and to bring my blood pressure back down
to a safe level so I won't have a stroke or heart attack
from all the clogged arteries.
I'm only mortal, after all.
Sunday Scribblings
I love the poem! We're all only mortal, and God knows we could make room in the fridge for more veggies and fewer pies. And don't get me started on the left-over take-out.
ReplyDeleteIt seems like I spend every afternoon eating. I'm definitely responsible for the fridge space.
ReplyDeletewell then i think you ought to be handing over those checkers seasoned fries!!!! we don't have checkers out here,.... i had forgotten how much i used to enjoy those spicy fries.......
ReplyDeletemy first time visiting you.. I love your adorable poem! :)
ReplyDeleteThis was cute!! Excellent way to use the prompt...reminds me of my kids when I ask "who took the..." and they say "not me!!" :)
ReplyDeletei need to stop eating. well not really but i mean, i need to keep stocking my fridge with junk i can't or shouldn't eat. *sigh*
ReplyDeleteHi, nice to meet you! I'm here from the Bloggers Over 50 blog roll 'sign up'....and as soon as you get the link or the blog roll on your sidebar, I will be more than happy to add your url to the member list!!
ReplyDelete[right now tho, I'm having trouble logging into the blogrolling admin...it figures, huh?]
I'll keep checking back, and when you have your part done, I will be MORE than pleased to have you added....it's great meeting new people of our 'own age'!!!
Welcome.
Oh...ps....sorry, but I failed to mention if you need help, just let me know...I'll be more than happy to help you with the sidebar too.
ReplyDeleteYummo - a minute on the lips forver on the hips ... drat! Great Post!
ReplyDeleteToo funny! Makes me want to go see what I didn't put in my fridge! (perhaps the green chili dip to go with chips) :)
ReplyDeleteAh, honesty is such a delight :-)
ReplyDeleteSadly from looking at my waistline it's been me who's been eating everything in your fridge.
ReplyDeleteI admire your honesty! Great piece - loved it.
ReplyDeleteI think it is unfair that all comfort foods are bad for us. Great verse.
ReplyDeleteIf only we listened to our minds..
ReplyDeletespaced out
So many identifiable things in the fridge.
ReplyDeleteThat's one way to make space in your fridge! Very funny piece.
ReplyDeleteHaha! Shifting stuff from the fridge to the stomach... only tp get more 'fridge space' here! :) Kudos to your immortal honesty though!
ReplyDeleteI have high blood pressure, and take meds for it....but you know, I can't give up on the REAL butter. I won't, I want to live a little bit and enjoy that much of life. *smile*
ReplyDeleteI'm back to let you know your blog has been added to the Over 50 blogroll....you may have to refresh the page to see it's been added.
Thanks for the birthday wishes too!!!!
Great poem! I know exactly how you feel. ;o)
ReplyDeleteCute! still laughing!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. I love the graphics on the side too - especially the Checkers fries.
ReplyDeleteI love this poem! High blood pressure here too. Thanks for sharing.
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