Gula (Gluttony)

A smouldering cauldron of sizzling fat
Sticks of potato tipped in the vat
Yellow and angry, sizzling and spitting
Like snakes in a pit, writhing and hissing

Eyes are a sparkle, grins of pure pleasure
The queues line impatient for troves full of treasure
Golden and crispy, scooped into trays
"Some salt and some malt?" Now time to pay

Don't stop now, we cannot resist
Pie and gravy to go with our chips
Pasties and scampi, sausage and beans
Curries and spare ribs, green mushy peas
Fish in a cake, a bite or some batter
The size of our nation obese getting fatter

Cholesterol sky high. Blood pressure rising
Heart attack waiting. Its not surprising
When family meals are a chip shop away

A smouldering cauldron of sizzling fat
Sticks of potato tipped in the vat
Yellow and angry, sizzling and spitting
Like snakes in a pit, writhing and hissing

Gluttony at worst, for which we have paid



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Writer(s): Season3
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