Thursday, January 22, 2009

Weight, lets hear a poem!!!!

Okay losers,

I have a challenge for each of you. Here's my poem. You have to write a poem about your weight loss. It must include something that you are trying to lose, struggling with, cravings, anything that we might all get abit of amusement from and do try to keep it somewhat clean.

When all the poems are published, at least on this blog, we will have a vote to see which one is the winner. Of course, the winner will get a prize. You have 2 days to get your poems in, and we need at least 4 or 5 poems to have a decent vote. Oh, I have voting rules also, which you will hear later.

So, I will get you started with my poem,

Ode To My Chin

I know I have a dimple in the middle of my chin.
It was there once,and will be again.
It was a feature that piqued some interest
From the natives in a faraway land.

I kid you not, they thought I was akin
To the actor Kirk Douglas, you see
Because of his prominent dimple in his chin
They said, "You must be his relative."

Over the years I have laughed at this story
And told it many times over
However, it now seems so sorry to hear
As my dimple is quite covered over.

There's barely a dimple there anymore
It's covered by too many chins.
This I can tell you, and it may take awhile
But I intend to regain my one chin smile.

Was too much eating that caused my chin sorrow.
I am taking action today, not waiting till morrow.
Like many others, overeating is one of my sins.
But I will conquer this battle and bid farewell to my chins.

Alrightly now losers, lets hear from the other poets in this here family of ours. I know for a fact we have at least one other one, and I am sure that there are others. So, come on losers. Lets get it done.
2 days to get your poems in. Oh, and we will take last minute stragglers in this game. Come one come all, however, pay up from the first of the year. See your local banker Jer for those details.

In the meantime, get to writing.

Lets go losers.
Susan

14 comments:

  1. My Tire

    Something happened to me after a c-section
    It is a great dismay
    I have unfortunately noticed
    It seems here to stay

    I have a flabby spare tire, you see
    Hanging down below
    My waist lies underneath it all somewhere
    It jiggles to and fro

    It is hard to button my pants
    Do I let the tire hang over like a tree swing in the wind?
    Or do I shove it in my pants looking like a mole sticking out of the earth yet under the ground?

    It is time to bust that tire up
    I am tired of lugging it around
    What can I do to make it go away you say?
    I am afraid nothing will do exept the old fashioned way...

    Having a better diet and much more exercise is the key for me I pray
    One day...not too far away my tire will go away!

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  2. No poem here....I'm waiting for Jill's submission. But I do have the banker's statement: $306.00. Wa-hoo!!

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  3. You all inspire me. I haven't been on the blog and haven't been working on losing. So here I am ready to play.

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  4. Okay Now losers,

    I will be sooooo disappointed if we don't get any poems. now come on everyone. We can have alot of fun with this. lets see what poetic talents that weigh heavily on us.
    come on losers,

    susan

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  5. My Dear Kristy,

    You are soo very awesome. I am so proud of you. Lets see if anyone else in the family can come up with some doozie poems.

    later,
    susan

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  6. This is my kind of contest! Here's my submission:

    The time has come around, I see
    For diet number fifty-three
    I’ve tried them all, you can be sure
    For me a diet is no cure.

    I’ve tried no fat, no sugar, and no fun
    I’ve tried them all, yes every one
    Grapefruit for breakfast, lunch and dinner
    That one was no way a winner.

    I gave NutriSystem a disastrous try
    And Weight Watchers by and by
    Atkins, South Beach and Dr. Phil’s
    At least I haven’t tried diet pills.

    So this time ‘round I’m trying something new
    Dieting I will never do
    This time it may be infinitesimal
    I hope it doesn’t damage my gastrointestinal.

    I’m eating small meals throughout the day
    The Joe Froggers I have put away
    Instead of popcorn, I’m eating Rice Chex
    Although I can’t say it’s better than sex.

    I’m hoping this time the weight will stay clear
    I don’t want it back on my belly or rear
    I’ll make tiny changes a bit at a time
    If I lose thirty pounds, life will just be sublime.

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  7. yeah Jilly,
    Now we are getting somewhere. What a poet!!!!

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  8. Jill,

    I loved your poem and Susan's too! Welcome Janet, go Janet go!!! This blog is very inspiring to me and allows me to connect with the family and I LOVE IT. Lori, are you out there? Where is your poem????? Let's beat the punks!

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  9. Kristy, yours and Susan's poems were great, too. Jer, what the hey? You were waiting on MY poem? Write your own poem!
    I'm lovin' the family connections, here, too. It is really nice to stay in touch. Hats off to Susan for starting this.
    I don't notice much traffic on my blog, though. I really would like to interest all of you in the daily trivia contest. It's soooooo much fun! It only takes a few seconds and it highlights just how much we really do not know (and really don't care whether we know it or not). So, visit my blog and click on the link to the trivia contest! Go to www.jillybay.blogspot.com. See you there!

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  10. What is Gradma Jill's blog address again?

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  11. So you want a better BMI?
    You better not eat that French fry

    Are you tempted to “have it your way”?
    Try something different, like Subway

    Is it self-control that you lack?
    It’s ok to eat a healthy snack

    So you want a better lookin’ body?
    Then put down that walnut fudge brownie

    Are you tired of that round ole gut?
    Then decrease the milk chocolate

    Has the doc and the scales labeled you as obese?
    Take small steps, like laying off the grease

    Feel inspired to lose both love handles?
    Go for a jog and smile as the weight dwindles

    Has life got you in too big of hurry?
    Don’t fret; you don’t have to count every calorie

    Do you have a phobia of the scales?
    Well to lose a little more…trim your toenails

    Are you not quite the best healthy food chooser?
    Try some tips from the Biggest Loser

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  12. Todd,

    I see you get your gift of poeticness from your mother. Great job, I love it (and YOU;)

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  13. Wow, great poem, Todd! Voting for the best is gonna be hard!

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