Versatile Verse 4 please continue

Perhaps now its summer my vibe I'll regain
Where's it gone? Can anyone explain?

I feel like an old wrung out dish cloth

Why have I lost all interest in myself ?
Like a dusty memento thats left on the shelf

Perhaps now its summer my vibe I'll regain

It's a bit disconcerting to have grown so much bigger
Even my ring doesn’t fit my finger

Why have I lost all interest in myself ?

Some almost new trousers that no longer fit
I really must replace most of my kit

It's a bit disconcerting to have grown so much bigger

So now I must sort for the charity shop
A mountain of books and the odd knitted top

Some almost new trousers that no longer fit

The longer I sit and play the ipad
The more guilty I feel for the good time I had

So now I must sort for the charity shop

The wardrobe is bulging and the drawers will not shut
I need to walk miles to shrink my big butt

The longer I sit and play the ipad

Now we are out there and the shops need our cash
No more online shopping increasing our stash

The wardrobe is bulging and the drawers will not shut

For many have over indulged in the lockdown
gorging at home instead of roaming around town

Now we are out there and the shops need our cash

The charity shops will soon be overflowing
From all the excess that we will be bestowing

For many have over indulged in the lockdown

It would be nice to fit into my clothes
My wardrobe can’t cope if I buy more of those.

The charity shops will soon be overflowing

Alas, for most diets are not all that tasty
I'll give one a go and try not to be hasty.

It would be nice to fit into my clothes

A diet that incorporates champagne I could enjoy
And all of my willpower I could deploy

Alas, for most diets are not all that tasty

Perhaps regular fasting is best
I may as well try that way, I've tried all the rest

A diet that incorporates champagne I could enjoy

The pounds will come creeping back slowly
Even though I beg them not to, lowly.

Perhaps regular fasting is best

It's going to take more will power than I've got
I might lose a little weight, even a lot

The pounds will come creeping back slowly

But perhaps the truth would do me a favour
maybe I'd stick to healthy foods even if I don't like the flavour

It's going to take more will power than I've got

They are just too polite to speak out the truth
They like to be polite and never seem uncouth.

But perhaps the truth would do me a favour

I know what my friends mean, when they say “you look well”
They think that my figure has quite gone to hell

They are just too polite to speak out the truth

An hour on the treadmill is just what I need
Of my expanding waist, I must take heed

I know what my friends mean, when they say “you look well”

I'll aim for moderation and keep off the gin
Hope my skinny jeans I still can get in

An hour on the treadmill is just what I need

When lockdown's over, I must go to the gym
and stop filling my wine glass up to the brim

I'll aim for moderation and keep off the gin

Cats are well known for tormenting their prey
They look like lions, and they scare me, I say

When lockdown’s over, I must go to the gym

Following from Grany

The ones Mary Berry bakes
Then scones , cream and jam

I think next a trifle