Bring your fat status, <br />And sit it right here. <br />Let me say something to you, <br />And make it quite clear. <br />Your greasy rump bumping days are gone. <br />Along with your meat squeezed into latex. <br />The attractiveness of it has been overrated, <br />And too prolonged with a diet that is all wrong. <br /> <br />You are not alone... <br />With your munching on chops and chips! <br />You will lose a lot of it. <br />Especially with those jelly rolls, <br />Around your thighs and hips! <br />You are going to learn to exercise. <br />Every inch of your body. <br />Excluding your tongue and lips! <br /> <br />You see that refrigerator? <br />Padlocked and sealed. <br />I've cleared the cupboards clean of snacks. <br />No more sneaking at midnight... <br />To hear the creaking of cracks, <br />Of your poundage on the wooden floors. <br />You will... <br />From this day foreward, <br />Do something besides sleep, complain and eat. <br />We've got to budget. <br />And your gluttony will be addressed. <br />To cut our expenses, <br />Before we are thrown out into the streets. <br /> <br />No more buttered muffins, <br />With fried chicken wings. <br />To bring to bed as treats. <br />Or boxes of chocolates to nibble... <br />As you and I watch TV! <br />Then one day... <br />Maybe we can remove it from the ceiling. <br />And you will be able to view it... <br />Without all that excess, <br />Between your head and feet! <br /> <br />'Why are you so vicious? ' <br /> <br />Vicious? <br />I'm trying to save myself, <br />From being crushed to death!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fat-status/
