Happy New Year : CONTENTS




(Updated on 10/12/2016)






  • Twas The Month After Christmas - a poem
    "Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse...
    When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
    So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,
    Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip...
    I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---
    But isn't that what January is for?
    Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
    Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!"



  • NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS - a poem by Bruce Lansky
    "I will not skateboard down the hall
    or skateboard down the stairs.
    I won’t run over teachers,
    and I won’t crash into chairs.."