January Blues
All through January
I searched through the house
For something to fit me
But couldn't find a blouse
As I got dressed
I went all numb
Couldn't find anything
To cover my bum
A pair of stretch leggins
My husbands' shirt
Was all I could find
To cover my girth
The wine and chocolates
Went down with ease
I never refused
Just said yes please
Oh the crisps that I nibbled
Gin and tonic to taste
The whole of Christmas
Has gone to my waist
Now till all the extra
Pounds have vanished
Nibbles and chocolates
Have all been banished.
© Hazel
Peter Ridgway
Sun 20th Oct 2019 10:10
Nice poem which delivers your accent as I read it. Performance poetry without the appearance. Well done