Bento Box

As soon as the noon bell chimed, You sat in neat rows, dressed in golden-brown. That pungent pepper aroma Instantly shattered my three-day 'keto promise'. Cabbage watched from the corner, And stir-fried pickled cabbage silently mourned my weight. I tried to take a bite of white rice first, But my peripheral vision was solely focused on that plump, juicy chicken leg. "Crunch" was the symphony of sin, And the tender, fresh juices were the devil's invitation. What calories, what body fat, All became extraneous in front of that crispy skin. After gnawing on the last bone, Looking at the empty wooden bento box. I patted my round belly and swore: Dieting, tomorrow, I will definitely become a new person!