I'm going on a diet
Of three poems a day.
My water will be ink
Black, blue and gray.
I'll get nourishment from stanzas
Calories from rhyme.
No more food shall I eat
Not at anytime.
I'm going on a diet.
I'll lose a thousand pounds.
But it's unfortunate that enchiladas
Are now out of bounds.
May 21, 2010
May 21, 2010 at 7:50 PM UTC
I'm going on a diet
Of three poems a day.
My water will be ink
Black, blue and gray.
I'll get nourishment from stanzas
Calories from rhyme.
No more food shall I eat
Not at anytime.
I'm going on a diet.
I'll lose a thousand pounds.
But it's unfortunate that enchiladas
Are now out of bounds.