Can't find it!

 

Can't find it!

 

Can't find where it is

among turkey slices

the herbs and spices,

biscuits for cheese

got the Christmas

disease

Of buying too much!

Some cheese

that is Dutch.

Pickle and cream -

a dieters' dream...

Cakes and ham,

fruit shakes and

red alcoholic jam!

(In here it's so crammed)

Brandy snaps

Among the scraps;

a packet of wraps.

Bubble and squeak

enough for week

upon week!

Prosecco and beer -

for Christmas cheer!

Stuffed waistlines

sprouts on the vine

blush coloured wine.

Same every year

lettuce, pickle, mince pies

that reaches the sky!

Cold meats and

too many sweets -

so much to eat!

What about breakfast

double pack bacon

and a dozen eggs

but still can’t find

The stuff

I use for my head!

The fridge is stacked

some food rich and yucky;

But aren't we lucky?

Things in packs

but at last!

I find with all the snacks

At the back of the fridge

my hair wax....

Copyright Linda Lawrence

 

27^th December 2020