A poem by me

-Ode to weight-
by KK

I love my bright blue eyes

I do not love my rounding thighs

I delight in my full lips

I fright at my bulging hips

The perfect curve of my ear

Does not detract from the roundness of my rear

The proud lines of my neck

Does not hide that my cankles are a wreck

My personality may make us chummy

But it still looks like I have a baby in my tummy

Weight, we are forever engaged in battle

I want you to know I will no longer prattle

Soda, white starches and candy are your rangers

Stress and emotion your vessel of dangers

But I am on to you, weight, I know your game

My excuses will no longer be lame

I will rise from the lazy I call life

And become a better mother and wife.

 So good luck to us both, the game is on

You've won thus far but that time is forgone

I got me some knowledge and love on my side

time to show you, I do have pride.

Bring on you brownies, beer and bread

I've been practicing tae bo and will  knock 'em dead!