sonnet My honey feeds on

My honey feeds on her new weight loss fad
A lot to do with dropping one clothes size
It makes her moody swinging sad to mad
Though shes sweet natured notions otherwise
The diet of carb free  worked for weeks a tad
The diet of wheat free still awaits reprise
The diet of sugar free was not iron clad
The diet of fat free specified big thighs
Her dinner platter plots four morsel zones
Her water bottle blocks out hunger pangs
Her cream whipped foams lite on cake fork tangs
Her stevia sweeties candy skin and bones
My honeys hung up on the latest diet
The eyes and skin are clear I keep a quiet
Chorus diet fast slimming