There's Always Next Year

Chocolate and chips are bad for the hips, My scales are beginning to groan, If they could talk now, They'd call me a fat cow! But it's so hard to leave them alone, I must eat more healthier, Get back in trim, For my clothes have given up the fight, Sweets are so tempting, The choice never ending, I blame the shops! It's not right! Christmas is coming, I think I'll hold on, For there's always next year to diet, I've a gateaux to eat, And a ton of cooked meat, And probably a few good fry ups! Jayne Louise Davies