Funny Poem about New Year Diets!
T’was the month after Christmas and all through the house, nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The stuffing I’d nibbled, the turkey I’d tasted, the yummies I’d eaten had gone straight to my waist. The wine, the mince pies, the bread and the cheese….. I should have just said, “no thank you, please.” .. . So as I
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