Forgive Me for I Have Sinned
I am guilty. On a sugar Hi – Flying High.
Running wild through the supermarket aisles – sampling.
And sampling some more.
Breaking into boxes in my cart.
Tearing open bags of chips.
Careening off the track.
All Is Forgiven, Move On
Confess your dietary transgressions. Lighten your load! Write me! (below or email@example.com)