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My sugar test was high and worse
So stern words came from the nurse.
Cut out desserts, biscuits and cake
Only non sweet things must you partake.
Here's a diet sheet, follow it well
Do not on puddings anymore dwell.
I looked for something bland to eat
To distract me from forbidden treats
Glasses on nose, I scan the shelves
There must be something that's good for my health.
All this stuff to go out, it seems a sin
To put it in the rubbish bin.
Still it shows I'm determined and full of resolve
As through my kitchen cupboards I revolve.
Hallo, whats this stuck in a corner
Growing what looks like mouldy fauna.
It's a chocolate, oh unseen blip
As it finds its way to my lips.
Soft and chewy and oh so wooing
That lonely chocolate mint was my undoing.
Nancy Allanson.
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