To feel my best, I guess I can’t forego.
I thought to skip a day, to try to rest,
but less than half an hour I’ll bestow,
to feel my best.

I overdid last night, to fete a guest –
a lot of wine, some sugar, pasta dough:
a festival a challenge to digest.

And it was good, but waking I was slow –
a little headachy, I can attest.
I mimicked every posture on the show,
to feel my best.

(Roundel)