Requiring energy but afraid of food, fatigue’s 
the master of me, allergy reaction makes me 
loath to sally forth, study the fridge contents; 
my heart longs for chocolate, sweet cacao a-
melt on the tongue - but wishing weight loss 
to wear my ‘Heritage Day’ national costume 
next year, chocolate’s strictly forbidden on a 
list of no-no’s & sacrificing for my Louis 14th
Dress is such a glorious ideal yet it puts a lid 
on most important joys & short-term delights - 
immediate gratification of my palate - & only 
coffee’s left though altho’ not safe, giving up 
this last sin is impossible, I can’t tear out my 
heart and stamp on it, some comfort has to 
be here to strengthen my purpose & make 
life liveable: 
Tragedy - darkness and cold emptiness - do 
not lead me astray, it’s for Heritage Day; fun 
to take my place amongst others with make-
up on my face and a fan in my hand, ready 
to dance a Lobster Quadrille with Weeping 
Mock Turtle - oops, Alice will not return to 
Wonderland that day, it shall be a Courtly 
Minuet with a Gryphon - what? I meant a 
Waltz with Strauss - that’s not right either - 
French music required for Louis 14th; without 
eating I need a lot of sweet tea to keep me 
from losing my mind completely…
[France's Louis XIV - the 14th - (1638-1718), 
the Sun King, reigned for 72 years.]
[ORIGINAL:]
Fatigue is the master of me, energy required 
but fearing food, allergy reactions, makes me 
loath to sally forth to study the contents of the 
fridge - my heart longs for chocolate - sweet 
chocolate melting on the tongue, but wishing 
for weight loss to wear my national costume 
on Heritage Day next year, chocolate is on a
list of the strictly forbidden, sacrificing for my 
Louis 14th dress is such a glorious ideal yet 
puts a lid on most important joys - so many 
short-term delights - immediate gratification 
of my palate; only coffee is left though also 
not safe, giving up this last sin is impossible, 
I cannot tear out my heart and stamp on it, 
some comfort has to be here to strengthen 
my purpose& make life livable – tragedy – 
Darkness and cold emptiness – do not lead 
me astray, it’s for Heritage Day; fun to take 
my place amongst all others with make-up 
on my face and a fan in my hand, ready to 
dance the Lobster Quadrille with Weeping 
Mock Turtle - oops, Alice will not return to 
Wonderland that day, it shall be a Courtly 
Minuet with a Gryphon - what? I mean a 
Waltz with Strauss - that’s not right either - 
French music required for Louis 14th, without 
eating I need a lot of sweet tea to keep me 
from losing my mind completely… 
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