New Man
I just came from the doctor’s with
The little list she made:
“The food I must not ever eat,”
The things I must evade.
Right at the top is COFFEE,
Which I’m drinking as I write;
And next, I see, is BROWNIES,
As I take another bite.
POTATO CHIPS and KRISPY KREMES
Are numbered three and four;
Darn lucky since I packed them both
For lunch the night before.
And for this evening’s barbecue,
With perfect timing clear,
Are number five and number six,
Those big RARE STEAKS and BEER.
I celebrate the doctor’s list
“The things that I must ban”
And, though I’ve had it just one day
I feel like a new man!
