Battle of the BulgeTalk about your battlesAnd the ones that you have lost. Talk about your losses And just how much the cost. There's a war that I am in. It's causing lots of pain. Every battle that I lose Is lost by just a gain! How can just a piece of pie, (a tiny one at that) Be gone in just a minute and leave a roll of fat? Just a little slice of cake Oh! It really isn't fair! When I look in the mirror It leaves me in despair! So, go on dear friend of mine Have ice cream on your pie; You will still look slim and trim. How can you? And why can't I? by Arlene Hearn Price |