Disclaimer Notey Thing: Hank, who here declaims a
passionate denial of junkfood, is not mine. <g> Much as I wish he was.
I do not love thee, Mr Twinkie,
For thou shalt make me fat,
Thou art no friend to me, indeed,
My scales have told me that.
I do not love thee, shiny M&Ms,
Thou causeth my teeth to rot,
And doest thou care for this?
Indeed, thou carest not a jot.
I do not love thee, Coca Cola,
Thou sendest me into a tizzy,
Of sugar induced hyperness,
For thou art sweet and fizzy.
I do not love thee, creamy cakie thing,
Though thou tempt me with thy wiles,
Thou make'st my face all sticky,
The butt of laughs and smiles
I do not love thee, little candy bar,
I cast thee from my sight,
For thou dost tempt me wickedly,
And call to me at night.
I do not love a one of thee,
And loudly do I cry it.
I deny the one and all,
For I am on a diet!