Go on and eat the biscuit, it’s the last one on the plate
you know you really want too, and I have to watch my weight.
I’d eat it soon as look at it, sitting there it tempts me so
so I have to use my willpower, and tell my taste buds NO.
I really wish you’d take it, it’s no use keeping one
it’s just asking to be eaten, take a bite, and have it done.
You’re sure that you don’t want it? Or another cup of tea?
you really are quite skinny, not anything like me.
It was nice to have you over, I enjoyed our little chat
oh damn, she left the biscuit, now what will I do with that?
She knows I can’t resist it, sitting smugly on its plate
a little lonely Tim Tam, oh hell, there goes my weight!
© ceenoa 23.5.2014