Coffin Nails

Low sodium and sugar free.

The two important facts for me.
No candies, cookies, cake, ice cream.
I’m stuck in a starvation dream.
No Mars, no Mounds, no Almond Joy.
Three Musketeers have lost this boy.
No devil dogs, Yoohoo or Coke.
It’s all a tasteless, funless joke.
My kingdom for potato chips!
But nay! No salt must pass these lips.
A pretzel would be tantalizing.
But there is no salt disguising.
All my thoughts of salted corn,
lifetime favorite, now food porn.
Pepper is the only spice
that I’ve not been warned of thrice.
Salt and sugar, S & S,
got me in this heartbeat mess.
Now I’m on the cutting edge,
out here on the isle of veg.
Raw foods, nothing boxed or canned.
Microwave meals mostly banned.
Plain old water, pure fruit juice.
Diet soda’s cutting loose.
Chemicals try hard to sweeten.
But you don’t know what you’re eatin’.
Taste bud life is now a bore,
since I’ve turned a herbivore.
I might as well chew fingernails.
And sometimes do, when all else fails.

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