Fat Police
Evil little girl scouts,
Hangin round my door...
Wicked yummy cookies,
To bloat my waistline more.
Skipping through the neighborhoods
Fairies on the wind…
Making sure that we consume…
More than we expend.
Chocolate, Mint, and Peanut Butter
Coconut surprise…
Marvelous confections
Loom before our eyes.
Who are these little nymphs…
Cute, grinning tykes in brown…
Or…insidious, fat crazed imps…
Making us all round!
Let’s call the fat police…
And have them taken in!
For peddling all their carb laced wares
And causing us to sin!
Copyright©2007 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
5 comments:
AMEN!
Have a somoa?
Jamie asked me to tell you that cookie sales officially ended yesterday. :-)
I LOVE IT!!
I managed to avoid all Girl Scouts during the month...I didn't buy a single box this year.
They aren't ruining MY diet.
Shane, remember what I said to you about your 71 degrees???
You just can't be nice to some people.
I haven't been ambushed, surprisingly. There must not be any Girl Scout mothers at work. Which is just as well, I guess. I still have Thin Mints in my freezer.
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