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

By Dyce

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 thee one and all,

For I am on a diet!

End