The Night Before Christmas…Redux

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,

Not a dieter was happy, not even an ounce.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that  sugar-free candy soon would be there.

Nancy was nestled all snug in her bed,

While visions of Dr. Pepper danced in her head.

Greg hid the cookies, and Nikki the cake,

To keep Nancy from making a big mistake.

When from Nancy’s tummy there arose such a growl,

She sprang from her bed to look for some chow.

Away to the kitchen she flew in a flash,

Tore open some Twinkies, and hid the box in the trash.

The cream in the cake of the calorie-laden treat,

Could put inches and pounds on the dieter’s seat.

When, what to her hungry eyes came into view,

But a pumpkin pie, and a tub of cool whip too!

With golden brown crust so flaky and light,

Nancy knew in a moment it would be pure delight.

T’were more goodies to eat than she could name,

And she gobbled and munched, til she ‘bout went insane.

Now, Snickers! Now, Pay Days! Now, Hersheys and Reeses!

More, chocolate! More, sugar! More Rolos and Sweeties!

From the bottom of the sack, to deep in my core,

Now binge away! Binge away! Binge away, more!

As M&M’s through Cindy’s hands do fly,

Nancy ate quickly and passed out with a sigh…

Well…you get the idea. This was much tougher than I thought it would be. Feel free to continue and complete the story. I’m going to take an antacid and go to bed….

Merry Christmas to all, and to all

a good night!!