Move Aside Boys - It's not you I crave!!!
No offence boys – I just can’t get enough of crisps! I love them soooooooo much!
I’ve been social distancing for 2 weeks. Just before week 1 – I bought about 6 large packets of crisps to see me through over a number of weeks. I devoured them all in week 1!!!!
Sometimes I open a packet of crisps, telling myself that I’ll just have one or two handfuls and then I’ll go back to them later of the next day. BIG FAT FAIL!!! If I open a packet of crisps – they will be gone in no time. No rolling over to the next day!
I told myself that I can’t be eating a large packet of crisps every day. I’m happy to report that during week 2 of isolation – I have not consumed any crisps!!! Yipee!!! (I have had biscuits and wine – but we’re not tackling that for now!)
I really don’t want to be eating crisps every day so to help me break the habit – I’ve written a poem to support me to quit. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you snack on and what I can replace crisps with!!!
To The One I Crave
I’ve been told to stay away from you
You pose a health risk
They say you’re no good for me
Without you, I feel adrift
How do I separate from you?
Whilst apart, you are missed
How did I become so dependent?
I’m addicted to crisps.
I hang around you at parties
Your charm, I can’t resist
I pick you up after work
You’re on the top of my shopping list
You cheer me up when I feel glum
You certainly give me a lift
Whether on the road, in my car, on the sofa
I’m addicted to crisps.
You’re tempting but you’re salty
High fattening – oh the cruelty
Full of sugar – that’s why you’re faulty
I find you irresistible – and I’m another casualty.
I have to buy the family packet
I never share unless the family insist
You’re widely available
Too easily accessible – that’s my gist
You’re produced to make me hooked
Yet I’m no Food Scientist
Are you the reason I can’t shift my belly fat?
I’m addicted to crisps.
Any addiction can be broken
No need to uphold preplanned trysts
If I can’t have you as an occasional treat
Then I’m going to cause a rift
One of you a day is equivalent to drinking 5 litres of oil per year
That’s why we can no longer co-exist
I’ll replace you with fruits
I’m cracking, snapping and crunching my addiction to crisps.