Nervous Nibbling
Why am I so nervous? I can’t seem to remember,
yet I am as edgy as a kid is on December
twenty-fourth. I cannot seem to get to sleep.
My angst grows as I lie here trying to count sheep.
Something niggles me, but I don’t know at all
what might be perturbing me. I just can’t recall.
If I could fall asleep, I might dream a solution,
but dreamtime will not come. I suffer thought-pollution.
With clouds of agitation floating overhead,
I just can’t remain here stewing in my bed.
I haul my sorry body to the refrigerator.
I’ll have some chocolate ice cream and regret it later.
A chicken leg, some pudding, another macaroon.
Those chips up in the cupboard will join them pretty soon.
My bags and bowls surround me as I flick on the tube.
I spend hours staring at that hypnotic cube.
Then my alarm clock sounds and I am jerked awake.
My heart starts to palpitate. My hands commence to shake.
I suddenly remember what bothered me back then.
Today’s the day I set for my diet to begin!
The prompt word today was nervous.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
LOL!
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I’m doing weight watchers online and love it. Good luck, you can do it!
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I’ve done WW many times in the past. Interesting. Hadn’t thought of doing it online.
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It is drastically changed. I love it. ❤
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I read this in L L Cool J rapping style. Cool. 😀
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Wanna do a video and send it to me??? Or put on You Tube? I’d love to see it. Or hear it.
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Hihih, my mom is a rapper, not me. But this is the song that came into my mind in verse 2 or 3:
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From one nervous eater to another, I totally get this poem.
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I totally get the poem too. I love your word “niggles”and I suffer thought pollution big time. I like the rap idea..
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I love your rap pieces!
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Shhhh. Just have another chip. Shhhh.
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