On A Diet by Edward Coles

The country is on a diet,

drinking coke with no sugar,

eating burgers with no bun,

running on the treadmill;

it's powdered protein for lunch.

It's straight tequila in the evening,

a light head and guilty fries at night.

The country is on a diet,

doing yoga over yoghurt pots,

training their minds with sudoku and solitaire,

rubbing salt and condition into their hair.

It's 6 a.m. gym sessions,

it's squats on the living room floor,

the country is on a diet, my friends,

and so we have no time for truth, or war.

The country is on a diet,

avocado in the breadcrumb,

aspirin in the salt-shaker,

food numb on the tongue

and those slim-shakes always failed to deliver.

Thigh gaps and mind-the-gaps,

all these signposts for a cleaner living,

no dust on the shelf,

no bags 'neath your eyes to hide

the lack of sleep

and your ailing mental health.

The country is on a diet,

drinking tea with no milk,

eating carrot sticks with best-value dip,

running on the treadmill,

we never get too far.

It's straight tequila in the evening,

it's "anything goes" in the dark.

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