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Created on: April 25, 2008
The hunger of the midnight snack,
Is lethal to my weight,
Chips and soda, cookies too,
The temptation is too great.
When all is quiet in the house,
The kids have gone to sleep,
A quiet footstep can be heard,
To kitchen I do creep.
Midnight food tastes twice as good,
And is harder to stop eating,
So much sugar and some fat,
My heart is double beating.
In the morning, the kids arise,
First thing to check the bin,
Confrontational evidence of
A mother's greatest sin.
A quiet word, a knowing frown,
Father worries too,
For mothers health is not so good,
And he wonders what to do.
Locks on cupboards, kitchen bare,
Is that the best attack?
To set a long term strategy,
To fight the midnight snack.
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