The Ode to Dieticians

I hate her when she says,
My food habits are not okay.
Life is more than coke, she says
She wouldn't even let me smoke, to my dismay.

On her face, she has a smile
But that's to make up for her evil guile
In her mind, there float carbs and calories
She would catch you despite your best stories

You try to hide from her gaze
And the software she uses is a maze
She looks, she types,
She scores, she smiles,
Nothing is hidden, invisibility is a myth
When she controls the pantry and the food in it.

She hates fries, she hates chips;
"Almonds and nuts for you", she quips

You miss the naan;
and the biryani too
Like Jesus to his disciples
"Thou shalt only have chicken stew"

My once wonderful life has changed to crap
I never thought I could even run a single lap
I used to drink alcohol while listening to rap

However much do her I hate
On the path to fitness, I admit I was late
But like the Jedi of Star Wars fame
Put my lethargic life, did she to shame

Annoying and angry, every time we talk
But consider her words I do, when in silence I walk
There is much wisdom in what she says
I can't thank you enough on World Dietician Day