My head on fire, a dire situation, 
mentally disoriented, confused, 
eyes swollen, time of reckoning, 
pay for the lovely cream caramel 
evening, the pressure in my head 
excruciating, must learn to deal 
with consequences of eating with 
courage, I could have refused to 
taste it last night, could have sat 
in a corner while everybody else 
was feasting – then I would have 
succumbed to self-pity last night 
already, at least this way the fun 
came first before the reckoning,
no use feeling bad ALL the time
the food divine helps me to enjoy 
my life, even if I pay more than 
I bargained for – but living with-
out feasting is worse, I have tried 
it before…
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