Almost done!

To continue our poetry...(start a few posts back, at the Life in the Tourney Prep Lane, and work backwards to this) -

Diane:

The tennis tournament kept us hopping,
No time to eat
No juicy slopping
Ok, getting really bad
So better quit,
It’s all too sad!

Me:

Sadly, here is what I think
If we want to better dink
And not to be the weakest link
To better be in sync,
To make our booties shrink -
Sorry, not to be a fink...
We must cut back our drink!
Wink, wink!
Ca chink!

Diane:

That’s a good one, I do declare,
Sadly, too, it’s just not fair
I do know that you are right
So for that, I’m going to fight
If ever I saw my waist again
Oh my, oh my, how I would grin!
So doing the work, dear Kathy Kerst...
Not going to think about my thirst.
Dink, dink.

Finally, me:

I know, I know -
It is the worst
To think about
Our frickin’ thirst!
I think our strategy divine
Will be to take time outs...
And drink some wine!