Change of Plans
On the day you finally realize
that you have gone up a size,
you vow that this time when you try it,
you’re going to stay upon your diet.
The problem is your kitchen’s fraught
with all the food that you just bought.
A trip to Costco sealed your doom,
for though you went to buy a broom
and paper towels and toilet paper,
once you began your shopping caper,
you had no choice except to go
past the chips and candy row.
And then the bakery, with those pies
and cakes right there before your eyes!
So now it seems you must defray
your diet for another day.
There is some force inside that store
so even purists shop for more.
One goes in steadfast, stoic, haughty,
and comes out gluttonous and naughty.
Forgive yourself. No mortal can go
into that store and simply stow
one item in their cart or two.
(Or even wind up with a few.)
The problem is the route you took
and the fact you chose to look.
You should have bought, it is the truth,
more lettuce and less Baby Ruth.
The prompt today was “Realize.”