Ode To A New Year's Resolution

I am firmly resolute about my New Year’s resolution,

quite intent, with tried and true sincerity,

and determined not to falter in my sure determination,

nor to turn success to sheer catastrophe.



In selecting from the multitude of infinite selections

I’m hard pressed to find a fault distressing me,

but I’m quite intent on fashioning a list of good intentions,

ones I’ll keep, within some reasonable degree.



For example, as an addict to caffeine’s intense addiction,

to release it‘s grip might prove sheer agony,

so I’ll not consider coffee in my Yule’s consideration,

seeking something with more feasibility.



Many people feel possessed by liquor’s powerful possession,

even I myself might tip a drink or three,

but the beneficial content might outweigh the odd contention,

that the hankering’s an abnormality.



As an epicure I highly rate the tasteful epicurean,

a connoisseur with suave propensity,

and compare my jelly donuts, making elegant comparison,

‘tis just a normal craving..... honestly.



Now I feel compelled to terminate a nicotine compulsion,

but ’twas done way back in nineteen eighty-three,

so I’m much inclined to start again, then shed the inclination

having something to relinquish....gratefully.



I’m still most resolute about my New Year’s resolution,

quite intent with tried and true sincerity,

and determined not to waver in my sure determination,

to prevent an “auld lang syne” catastrophe.

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