As I stepped outside Tesco’s

With my bag for life in hand

I remembered a resolution

I’d made in the early hours of Jan

I’d go meat free

No more meat for me

Apart from tuna once a week

Isn’t that fine?

If I really try?

It’s hardly even meat

But resolutions made at 4am

Are never set in stone

At 4am give up the night

It’s time to go back home

After resolutions blindly made

I’d gotten into bed

4 days had passed, I hadn’t thought

And it had fallen from my head

So now bag in hand

It’s all too late

Only the 4th and I have failed

I’ll go back home, put the chicken nuggets on

I’m sorry, I have already bailed