The Joy of Overeating

Oh, jolly times and calorie crimes,

Deck the halls with gravy lines.

Santa's here with sweets in hand,

Merry chaos across the land.

Tinsel on the table, full of pies,

All your favorites, no surprise.

Gourmet feast for every deed,

Indulge yourself, you greedy indeed.

But as the turkey settles deep,

Your stomach's about to weep.

Holiday's a lovely mess,

Gluttony’s your new success.

Merry Christmas, eat away,

Shock and awe at your buffet.

After all, the best reward,

Is the bathroom — oh, what a lord!

Gather round, the fruitcake's tall,

Calories to scare us all.

Laugh, indulge, ignore the signs,

After dinner, blast those lines.

Feel that rumbling beneath,

The aftermath of feasting teeth.

Joyful chaos, stomach's wrath,

Sleeping tips? Do the math.

Merry Christmas, eat away,

Shock and awe at your buffet.

After all, the best reward,

Is the bathroom — oh, what a lord!

So cheers to you, the glutton kings,

Gobbling till your belly sings.

Santa laughs, the elves toast, cry,

Next year's diet? Let's just not try.

Now you've eaten to your brim,

Regret sneaks in talkin' grim.

Merry Christmas, folks, be kind,

Next year, less pie, more mind.