The price of going to bed without an evening snack

Twas the night before weigh in
and through the late hours
the sound of "munch" munching
cascading my ears.

I rose in my slumber -
it must be a dream.
I went to the kitchen
And saw the ice cream.

The table was was covered
with ice cream in cups,
with whipped cream all over,
and lovely crushed nuts.

I searched through the cabinets,
I looked for a spoon,
But no spoons existed -
I started to swoon!

As the light turned to darkness,
my world crashing down -
I struggled - awakened -
My mouth filled with down.

My pillow was shredded
and scattered about -
twas NOT a marshmallow -
of that, there's no doubt!!