Not That Bad of a Habit, Surely… Not That Terrible of a Poetry Parody

Chel Owens

Every time you come around, you know I can’t say no
Every time I see that brown, I want you to console.
I open up my eyes (and mouth); my diet plan explodes
But all -night- -I- -taste- something won-der-ful…

Candy jackets lead to
Closets, hiding alone
Whispered nothings to a Snicker’s, or Toblerone.
Swearin’ I won’t eat one more; we know how that’ll go
I can’t help it with these blues; no booze; I chews

My bad(?) habit
Means I’m passed out, red in the face
And we know I’ve lost control of the size of my waist
I was lookin’ to eat well …but I’ve got canapés
I shouldn’t eat it after nine, I whine
I’m fine, my choc’late habit is all mine….

Ooh-eye, ooh-eye
My choc’late habit is all mine
Ooh-eye, ooh-eye
This bad(?) habit is just fine.

©2022 Chel Owens

Thanks, Pixabay

I’m sure Geoff said we were supposed to take the first line of any sort of poetic piece, right? Like, a song; right? …I’m doubly sure you can do better for this round of Terrible Poetry. Go ahead!

20 thoughts on “Not That Bad of a Habit, Surely… Not That Terrible of a Poetry Parody”

  1. Nice. I’m taken by that alone/Toblerone line.(Toblerone- the eternal triangle?)
    Well, Chel, I’ll tell a sorry truth / I can give up cocao anytime I want to, / Except when tempted by a Baby Ruth, / Then I regret to say I want two.

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    1. 😀 Toblerone was my favorite, too. The “canapé” is a close second; if only it weren’t so awkward with the meter…

      I’ve been on a diet these last weeks
      Eating veg and bucking treats
      Choc’late’s not been on my plate
      It’s *almost* worth all the lost weight…

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  2. I hear chocolate is healthy, but then again I hear a lot of things. I especially liked these two lines:
    “I shouldn’t eat it after nine, I whine
    I’m fine, my choc’late habit is all mine….”

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  3. I kneel before you, my dear Lord
    Please hear my confession
    I crave for things I can’t afford
    Why did you give me such obsession?
    This love of women, food and wine
    Unsavoury habits
    There’s people like me everywhere.
    Alas! We breed like rabbits
    I realise that You mean the best
    You have the right intentions
    But these sensations, great temptations
    They are Your inventions
    And did I mention chocolate, Lord?
    Why did you think of that?
    I only eat it when I’m bored
    Now I’m bored of getting fat
    Take it from my pockets ,Lord
    It’s makers you should smite
    Then Lord I’ll give you everything
    After one last bite.

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