Delicious
I need some satisfaction
Yum, yum, fun in my tum,
the food tastes so delicious,
it looks and tastes delectable,
and a little bit suspicious.
Delicious is my delicacy,
it’s time to find some food,
specially intended,
to satisfy my mood.
It’s so neat to want to eat,
something that is scrumptious,
and I swear it bears the brand,
that I call delicious.
It could be a kiss or hug,
or the love I feel inside
yet a delicious morsel produces,
a smile a mile wide.
Maybe in a lolly shop,
or a delicious dessert,
is sure to bring me happiness,
and never pain or hurt.
Piles and miles of misery,
makes my mind malicious,
I delight, forget the fight,
then eat something delicious.
Delicious can be deadly,
it packs the kilos on,
eating bars of chocolate,
until the last crumb’s gone.
Delicious can be dainty,
delicious can be cruel,
they say eating in moderation,
is the golden rule.
Though I know the method,
there’s one big attraction,
here at home on my own,
I need some satisfaction.
I could blame it on the Covid
though the truth is I’m capricious
and any time I’m hungry
I need something delicious.
©
David Rudder
21st August 2020
Thanks for reading.
