Kitchen Capades

Deep into the late night

By the fridge’s dim light

In a snacking mood,

Foraging for food

Excess calories abound

Nutritional value not found

Way too late to really care

Since my modeling career went nowhere

What to eat? What to eat?

Maybe that piece of gray meat?

So many choices, none of them good


Once again NOT living life the way I should




About @stgreenie

I am my own best friend because I do so enjoy my company

5 responses to “Kitchen Capades”

  1. hypercryptical says :

    Yay – you arrived in email!
    I did some foraging last night (not in the fridge), well early this morning really. Two chunky KitKats’ – mega-yum, mega-naughty. Who cares!
    Anna :o]

    Liked by 1 person

  2. carolinejuliette says :

    I’m having wine & ice cream. Lol love this!

    Liked by 1 person

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