The time of year that you’ll agree
Exemplifies pure gluttony
Does fast approach with excess wealth
That often risks our fragile health
Without much thought we will indulge
And soon our waists will bloat and bulge
We think we’ve earned the right to treat
To satiate our love to eat
Yet imbibe too much is such a vice
And often ends with nothing nice
You must control voracity
Or you might croak from gluttony!