Oh look at you you're a naughty sin
sitting there smug in the biscuit tin
I will not eat you I won't give in
if I do pick you up you're going straight in the bin

Just one though may not hurt
I could just count it as a treat or dessert
That's how it starts the decline of the diet
before you know it the whole pack has gone - a diet riot!

I could eat one and deny all knowledge
have a slight memory lapse then make myself a pledge
To never darken my palate again
if I have the urge then just count to ten

Life's too short to go without a treat
we all need something a little sweet
Have a little in moderation
sometimes sins don't need any explanation

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I fancied eating a Curly Wurly
it was breakfast time so I thought it may be a bit early
The long stick of chewy caramel in a chocolate cover
I was transformed to my childhood, yes back then I was a chocolate lover

I didn't know they still did them
this classic sticky little gem
I opened the packet ready to devour my treat
hiding away trying to be discreet

I bit into it and what did it do?
 chocolate flew everywhere, even got some in me shoe
My teeth were clenched tight around this sugar delight
the Curly Wurly just held on with all it's might

It was practically naked no more chocolate to be had
my clothes and the floor were covered, it just made me mad
I had this vision it would just flow into my mouth
instead I had caramel cement and chocolate that went South

Oh the disappointment I felt
the chocolate everywhere was now starting to melt
It was all over the place even on the sofa too
my trousers looked as if I'd forgotten to go to the loo

The Curly Wurly wasn't what I'd thought 
it's something now I wish I hadn't have bought
I can't believe I blew my diet for that
but by the time it had fallen apart there was nothing to make me fat

I'll stick to something simpler from now on
a piece of fruit or a sugar free mint to suck upon
Curly Wurly's just cause a mess
and the loss of so much chocolate causes far too much distress


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Oh my car didn't want to go today
no, it just refused to play
A low battery upon four wheels
I had some sympathy for I know how it feels

It went far enough to get us to school
we must get there, it's the number one rule
My son he has to be there on time
otherwise it's seen as a big major crime

Some stuff on the dashboard just didn't work
we thought switching the car off and on would be a bit of a perk
Alas though all was not good
and there all silent my car it just stood

I waited and waited for the breakdown service to arrive
to bring the life saving equipment for my car to revive
Bless it, it's heart had died
it's poor little connectors had probably fried

So it was connected to a brand new device
it came back to life which felt like paradise
The engine went vroooom
and yes I'd be back on the road very soon

What however didn't feel good
was the bill for what happened under the hood
Never mind though if it means we can travel
But please nothing else now to surprise or unravel


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What's all this? Waking up at four
I don't know about you but I'd like to sleep a bit more
at this time there is only so many jobs you can do
or limitless times you can go to the loo

I've tried reading and watching a soap
but that just leaves me wanting to mope
Hot chocolate or milk have not yet worked
and someone has stolen any dreams which had lurked

So what does that mean for the rest of the day?
It's gonna be a long one I hear you say
The coffee will need to be flowing
As that's what it takes to keep me going

I'll find myself something useful to do at this time
a bundle of ironing or some cooking would be fine
But that seems so wrong when it's sleep I desire
if I shut my eyes tight my slumber may transpire

No, once I'm awake that is it
I'll go downstairs and maybe keep fit
A bit of yoga before the hour of seven
oh that would have been Jane Fonda's idea of heaven

I suppose I can sleep when I'm dead
Bon Jovi often sing that song in my head
Oh that's it I'll listen to some songs
because in music that's where my soul belongs


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