The Epoch of the Giggling Googlies Part-3

Food - Our Faith! Our Religion!

The Googly Elder inspires,
The Googly Middle perspires -
And the Baby Googly retires!
Elder trying to revive the Middle –
Breathe, inhale, exhale, respire!!!

Giggly Middle having nearly lost her breath!
At the thought of, [once again], reducing her breadth!
Not alone she was in this deed and intention fine,
But was desperately wishing for intervention divine!!
The Googly Elder having once made up her mind –
Was to any procrastination and sloth, in no way kind!
Baby Googly gave in gracefully, not to mention very tearfully!
Left were Elder and Middle eyeing each other –
Elder with wrath and Middle, a tad fearfully!!!

Afraid of this, was the reason the Baby had retired –
Of their arguments and discussions, really really tired!
Decided she to let them handle their issues –
She would be ready with a whole box of tissues!

The iced chocolate cake called from the refrigerator!
Baby Googly, her thoughts turning traitor!
Googly Middle she decided to help!
The Googly Elder – oh! she would pacify and placate her!

Her mind made up, smugly, to the kitchen ran she;
And ransacked every container that was to be seen!
The table she decorated with all the goodies she found!
The iced cake in the middle, with yummies to surround!
Her eyes glazed over, nearly passed out in ecstasy –
Decided she won’t let Elder Googly commit the heresy!

Called out to the other two - did the Baby Googly –
Her act fully prepared, to be carried out smoothly!
The Elder Googly was to be tempted completely!
Food was their religion – to be adhered to – implicitly!

They enter in the kitchen, Googly Elder and Middle!!
Hopping to the tune of ‘Hey diddle diddle!!’
Seeing the scrumptious food adorning the kitchen table –
The Elder and Middle filled with desire, equally unstable!
Decided there and then that dieting was a myth! A fable!

The three rejoiced and did a little jig and a jiggle!
Elder, Middle and Baby – all in bouts of giggles!
We are foodies! Food – our faith and religion!
And from that day forth, it became their slogan!

Googly Elder, administers to each TLC doses!
Googly Middle, free from the diet hound, reposes!!
Googly Baby, endearing and innocent, she poses!
[There's a monster hidden in all! Right now it dozes!]

Thus another chapter in the Googlies' life closes! 

The Epoch of the Giggling Googlies - Part 2

The Gargantuans Anonymous


The Order of the Gorgeous Giggling Googlies
Once, invited to a party,
Of Gargantuans Anonymous-
Accepted, and dressed dreamily,
Delivered themselves, in Perfect Time
For Dinner.

Now, if you'll pardon-
You need to know
The Gargantuans Anonymous:
If you haven't hear of them, as yet.
You haven't?

Then let us continue.

A Food fetish, dreamy indulgent diet
Careless control, and growing girth.
Result of Orgiastic Obsession with Calories,
Were Gargantuan figures, who
Got together, gelled well together,
Accepted members into their Sympathetic fold-

With the Candid Confession
I'm a Gargantuan!
Set up Life , anew, among others
Afflicted likewise too!

So, shall we proceed?

The Gorgeous threesome, now
Sat down to feast (again)
A Life's ambition
No doubt, yet unfulfilled-
While Baby eyed Ice cream Delights
Middle mooned over Sinful Chocolate Cake
And Elder took enormous helpings of
Potato, dripping with Cream!


They had but started,
Mouths open and drooling
When the Gavel struck!
The GA President, Ms Goosy Grandeur
Flicked an admonishing look
Their way, and Grunted…



Gorgeous Gargantuans!
Yet again we affirm our Faith
In letting Excesses of
Engorging Edibles, entertain our time-
But…

With a Dark Look
Towards the threesome, she hissed:

I hear some of our Sorority
Have endeavoured to resist Temptation!
Terrible!

The collective gasp of Gargantuans assembled,
Their eyes whipping accusing looks,
Touched
The Gorgeous Threesome
Who looked sheepish-
Trembling, Wobbling to their feet
The faced the fury of the Foodies!

Out! No more a part of Us!
Cried Goosey Grandeur, Grandly!

Gasping at the Loss of a lifetime,
Pale from the thought of exclusion,
Baby Giggly wailed-
Giggly the Middle snorted, angrily
And the Elder sighed!

Gasping, gasping, all of them…
And a Thud!!!

The very Earth shook!
Sprawled on the floor, Lo!
Opening their eyes, they laugh, relieved,
At the close of a Collective nightmare!

Of eviction from Gargantuan Anonymous
Their Lifeline
Their sorority
Their very reason for existence!



23 April, 2008

The Epoch of the Giggling Googlies - Part 1

So we set ourselves a task,
A fine summer morning-
When, blissfully unaware,
Of the extra pounds
That crept up, unnoticed,
Suddenly, they beckoned:

We're here to take up residence
They said, cloyingly honeyed.
Of course, you don't mind?
And with sickeningly sweet determination,
They refused to budge!

Mission Control was called to order.
Threat levels at an all time high,
Strategies to be evolved,
The infiltration had to be dislodged!

But, How?
The tongues wagged,
And tummies wobbled-
The chins grew double,
And the posterior...
Hush! The disquiet grew foreboding!

Sacrifice of the Highest Order
Now called for:
The Army of the
Gorgeous Gargantuan Giggling Googlies
Took their Oath:

First:
Get up early, for starters
(Cripes! Says Giggling Googly The Elder,
No Way!)
Next:
Put on your walking shoes.
(Whining, Giggling Googly The Middle says
Can't I walk, in my Car?)
Finally:
Walk, an hour.
(10 minutes into it, Giggling Googly Baby bawls
I want my mummmmmyyyyy!!!)
So much for that oath!

A Pledge then-
The Gorgeous Threesome Once again,
In unison cried
Yesssss!
Giggling The Middle, did the honours:

No unsaturated fat!
(Amen! Saturated with it,
It was all they could do
To say Amen!!!)
No Sweets
No Sugar
No Rice
No Potato

The horror grew on the other faces
Elder, and Baby
As Middle recited the list!
In between she stopped
For breath-
And to munch a Pringle,
Beaming her 1000 watt smile...
She finished, the Pringle.
.
.
.
The baby set out to write her list
Elder and middle watching her, pleased
Pride shining in their googly eyes
(And suddenly a chocolate in her pocket they espy
The baby petulant - cant I naughty once in a while)
Gleaming eyes theirs too become
A share in the chocolate wanted all
With desire rich, they overwhelm..
Slaves to the desire dragon they fall..




And so the Charter to another day was set
Instead, a merry feast on the table they met!
Waiting to be devoured, waiting to be demolished
Just as their Intentions Noble...
The Gorgeous, Still Gargantuan, Giggling Googlies!!!

23 April '08