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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Poem 335: Ugh...

Walking through the rain we went
my sister and myself
we ordered take-out with chopsticks
and returned back to the house
With fork and shovel in our hands
we lit up the TV
and did what the unhealthy choose
sit and watch and eat
It turns out when your sitting still
with containers full of food
even though there's much to eat
and too much to go through
with eyes focused upon the screen
and mindless hands working
that plate, when set down first, was full,
soon becomes empty.
But not until we stood to go
did we realize our pain
our heavy stomach weighed us down
and we felt our mistake
next time when we eat Chinese food
in front of the TV
our portions will be smaller 
and we'll eat while on our feet!



  

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