Josie Whitehead’s Poems

                 

                 

                 

                IT'S "NO" TO HEALTHY EATING

                 

                By Josie Whitehead

                 

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                I've just been to Tesco's and arrived in time for the lunchtime rush. The teenagers! 

                I had to say "Excuse me" to get by one standing by the door with a can of coke in one hand

                and a cigarette in the other. One girl picked up a packet of lightly salted crisps and quickly put

                 it down when she noticed "lightly" and changed it for "sea salt" crisps. I noticed that the shelves

                 were stacked with crisps, chocolates etc. One boy chose a packet of chocolate biscuits for his lunch. 

                How about you? Have you said "No" to healthy eating? Healthy eating wasn't an option when I was

                 a child (in the war years). We ate what Dad grew in the garden and rationed meat and rationed

                sweets. We didn't know it was "healthy eating". We walked everywhere or went on the bus because

                 there was no option. See my poem "Lessons From the Past" and "Fruit and Vegetables - They May

                Not Be Good For You" - and while you do that, Ill go for a "jog".

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                I’ve got my school lunch money, but the healthy dinner’s OUT –

                The fruit and veg are not for me – I’d rather go without.

                   I’ll go to school the fast way – in the back of mother’s car

                   I consider walking half a mile is really much too far.

                 

                It’s “No” to healthy eating - give me cigarettes and pop.

                I’ll also take some salty crisps and I’ll eat until I drop.

                   Some pizzas and beef burgers with lots of greasy chips.

                   One minute on my lips of course, a lifetime on my hips!

                 

                I do not know a cauliflower from a carrot or a pea –

                Such things are not important for I’m as happy as can be.

                  I’ll not give up the sugar and I’ll not reduce the salt –

                 And the fact that I’m so overweight is really not my fault

                 

                An unhealthy life is short they say – I’ll have to wait and see.

                Heart attacks are made for other folk - not for the likes of me.

                   I’ll be at the supermarket with my junk food, in the queue.

                   This poem is a load of lies.  I’m sure you know it isn’t true!

                 

                 

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