Caught up—here’s #7 in PAD Challenge–Poem-A-Day—and this one is for today.—ANN
A Week of Weakness
Sunday I buy chips and eat some too
Tuesday I swear off but the chips just flew
to the bowl where they were just the day before
Wednesday I decide not to go to the store
I finish up the bag on Wednesday night
Thursday is the day where the sun shines bright
so bright I buy a bag to just see me through
the weekend that is coming and I already knew
every day of the week I’ve eaten chip – chip – chip
they’re so very salty they’ll look good on my hip
Friday and Saturday the chips I’ll seek
because ev’ry single day I am weak – weak – weak
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