Crown of Sin (3/7 Gluttony)

Then on my way back home I stop and eat

To indulge in delicious so called ‘sin’

Kebab and chips with Gluttony’s sweet deceit

That keeps my bloated stomach feeling thin

But still there’s emptiness that must be filled

I eat and eat and eat until I hurt

Spicy sausage, salmon, steamed and grilled

‘Till stuffed I am with undone jeans and shirt

And then I pack my face with Chocolate Goo

And Belgian waffles topped with toffee sauce

That’s washed down with a pint of coke or two

And thrown up on the pavement of remorse.

My body’s racked with hunger, I must feed

For Gluttony keeps me busy, just like Greed