At long last I’m 
going on a cruise. 
Starving myself
to drop ten pounds
I’m so ecstatic to be 
buying a smaller size
in trendy cruise wear 
No money worries,
the trip is all inclusive 
The first day on the 
ship is great, except 
for ONE major thing!
I’ve eaten enough for 
a dozen football hunks!
Food and drinks abound,
by the lounge chairs,
bars, hot tubs, casinos,
literally everywhere 
Legions of roving waiters 
offer sweet and strong 
tropical drinks, and just
waiting to be wolfed down 
are warm cookies, gelato, 
roasts, cheeses, waffles, an
astounding array of choices
It’s a sea of temptations
The cruise is a floating
free for all food feast
There are activities, but
they are all a subculture
to eating, EATING is it,
along with those inhibition
lowering Bahama Mamas!
In three days, the dreaded
bulging pounds are back
My bathing suit is a wish, 
the pool and sauna are out
What is on the horizon?  
The bluest sea, golden sunsets, 
shimmering moonlight, and
the former great big me!