Calories

O calories, I love your flavour
Away, you rolling kilos
I’ll take you sweet or savour
And fat I’m bound to to be
With a wide tummy!

O weighing scales, I hate to see you
Away, you rolling kilos
I’ll happily deceive you
And fat I’m bound to be
With a wide tummy!

Seven years, I’ve been a-dieting
Away, you rolling kilos
Seven years, I’ve not lost anything
And fat I’m bound to to be
With a wide tummy!

Oh calories, I’ll always crave you
Away, you rolling kilos,
I’ll hors-d’œuvre and dessert you
And fat I’m bound to to be
With a wide tummy!

E.M. Swift-Hook