It's not my fault that I haven't lost weight.
The girl at Starbucks sneaks ½ and ½
into my non-fat latte --
Yes she does.
The waitress at the diner doesn't
spit in my soup -- she puts butter in
my mashed potatoes. Uh, huh.
She thinks I don't know.
All around me people are
The low fat yogurt isn't really.
The sugar-free ice cream? Ha!
I need a royal baster; I mean taster.
Trust no one. No food. No how.