Here’s my philosophy on dieting. If you feel the need to do it, make it as fun as possible. Thus, the poem.
The DIE in DIEt
I would not know, I could not know, till time came ‘round to try it
Just why the word within the word, why is there DIE in DIEt?
I’ve eaten rich and sumptuous food that the holiday season brings;
Candies, cookies, sweets galore and a host of fattening things.
But now I lay those things to rest. Their beckoning, I must quiet.
I face again the simple truth. There is a DIE in DIEt.
Oh, the aisles of the grocery store contain such tempting stuff,
Like cinnamon rolls and chocolate bars and jars of marshmallow fluff.
Their voices sometimes scream to me, “Hey, you’ve got to try it!”
So with authority, I must yell back, “There is a DIE in DIEt!”
I must confess a kind of stress. It’s really kind of hard
To bid adieu to grease soaked foods and those enriched with lard.
Some cooking methods now must cease. I won’t deep fry or pan fry it,
As I beseech the help of God to keep the DIE in DIEt.