
‘Weight watchers ‘Really’ I’ll eat to that !’
I signed in at Weight watchers
To do something about my weight
The pen I used was tasty
Like a Coffee Walnut cake
I sat in the chair
Whilst she stared with such a frown
As I flicked the top of my Kentucky Box
My mentor grilled me up and down
As I ripped into my purchase four thighs and a wing
The fries were also so deelish, they made my pallet sing !
There’s no hope for you Sir ! you’re on a slippery slope !
As I washed it down with a Banana shake she clearly couldn’t cope
She reminded me of a twiglet as she sat sucking on a grape
There was more meat on a toothpick, I found her rather fake
As I finished my last mouthful and slouched back in the chair
She refused to stand me on the scales my experience ended there !
She bragged ‘I’ve lost ten stone, and now I’m only three’
I said I do that in a morning Dump after a cup of tea !
She was losing patience so I slipped on my coat
As I found some toffees in my pocket they soon went down my throat.
Well the thought was there, so I have to say
But Weightwatchers clearly not for me, well certainly not today
So she saw me to the door the wind nearly blew her over
I thought for me its fish and chips tonight with a sole from Dover !
Mickey Brown .2021.
About the Creator
Mickey Brown
Hi
I have been writing poetry since childhood,inspired by my mother Patsy, a published poet.
My passion is writing poetry both personal and topical, whether happy or sad.
I hope you enjoy reading my work.
Mickey.




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