Happy New Year – now, about those resolutions…

The wrong time

It’s the wrong time of year for weight loss

So cold we need our starch

A stone lost in January

Returns with more in March

So it’s no go your mind gyms and it’s no go your diets

And it’s no go your healthy food, let’s find some fat and fry it

Its time for self obsession

So eat the stuff you’re keen on

Keep fuelling for survival

Till you can’t get your jeans on

So it’s no go your morning runs and it’s no go your press ups

And it’s no go your fitness lies, just laze right there and fess up

It’s the wrong time of the year for improving

For changing our lazy ways

Much better to light up another

And cough through the smoke filled haze

It’s the wrong time of year to cut carbon

To learn again how to walk

When the money men and the statesmen

Would much sooner posture than talk

So it’s no go your windmills and it’s no go your solar

And it’s no go your moaning when the Arctic feels like Angola

And it’s no go complaining that we’re in such a mess

When half the population still reads the Daily Express

And it’s no go Mauritius, sinking beneath the sea

And it’s no go the finger pointing at you and me

And its no go the migrants looking for somewhere to land

Let ‘em sail like the Flying Dutchman, they should have had something planned

And it’s no go your wildlife and it’s no go your cancer

And it’s no go your prudent man and it’s no go your chancer

Just wrap me up in an outsized flag and hang me out to dry

And say this is the generation that didn’t even try

(Old but still relevant –

©C A Earnshaw 4.1.10)