A Balanced Diet

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

I eat a balanced diet,
I do it day and night—
a pound of brownies on my left,
a pound upon my right. And filling up my right hand,
with clear and certain heft,
a twelve-ounce bag of jellybeans.
The same is on my left. A candy cane in one hand,
and likewise in the other.
There are equal sweets on either side,
a big frown from my mother. I eat a balanced diet,
but mother disagrees.
I just don’t understand it.
She’s so darned hard to please!

-Robert Scotellaro

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