Writing is part of the diet
I am feeling the pull of the cake
There are crisps in the kitchen I'm trying to resist
But it's hard, for goodness' sake

Poems are part of the health plan
When I get the urge to chew
I'll contemplate words and combine them
And add in a rhyme or two

When I get to the final stanza
I must end with the utmost care
And not think of the kitchen cupboards
With the goodies all stashed in there....