Rhyme of Rotundity

I don’t eat much for breakfast,

Rising early kills my appetite,

So for breakfast I take very little—

Just a bite—

A grapefruit cut in two and fixed with mounds

Of sugar, in each cut partition

And crimson cherries poised upon the halves

By my petition

And then a dish or two of white oatmeal

Drowned in cream

My milkman has the best of everything

That’s why I seem

To note the very small amount

I use of cream.

One dish of crispy flakes with sliced bananas

Will never make me fatter and it nourishes

And omelet—if you’ve ever tasted Anna’s—

That’s one reason why my health flourishes,

A tiny slice of ham, pink, cured, I think

Gives one’s palate a delicious kink.

Oh, I forgot to mention beverages—

What one drinks

Is quite important, my physician thinks.

One tiny sip of cream, two cups of coffee,

And one large glass of foamy buttermilk

So I describe

Plus two tall glasses of mineral water

What I imbibe.

I don’t eat much for breakfast,

Rising early kills my appetite,

So in the morning I take a very little—

Just a bite.[1]

            Vera V. Golden

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[1] This breakfast would provide approximately 2,128 calories.