Last Arse One, I Promise!

Ha! Two placements, though admittedly copies of the same poem.
Promise I'll take it more seriously from now on.

Comestibles, so fine to eat

And just a little Christmas treat...

But think, for every pound spent here

Will end up on your Christmas rear.

If you're wondering what the hell this is all about, ask Niamh, here:

http://variouscushions.blogspot.com/2010/11/ipypiasm.html