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Daphne’s Diet – Day 1
She’d signed at ‘Slimming Zone’ and paid her dues,
determined she would stick to it and lose
the weight that so miraculously formed
around her waist, her thighs and upper-arms.
She didn’t eat a lot and moved about
so couldn’t understand the fat throughout
her visceral muscles – so the doctor said.
‘You’ll have to get it off or you’ll be dead’.
The choice was clear. She had to motivate
herself to reach a healthy weight. A state
she had aspired to since nineteen eighty two;
before the kids, of course, and Chicken Vindaloo.
‘I’ll just use up the last of this’. She hated waste,
and couldn’t bin the Galaxy or resist the taste.
Read more about Daphne’s Diet in
newly published ‘Tickled Pink’