I’ll Take My Fat To The Grave!

I was driving to town this morning It was cold for it is late fall And as I drove I notice a lady jogging She wasn’t short nor was she tall She was wearing black spandex pants A jacket with a cap on her head Jogging along, breath clouds in the air Her poor face was a brilliant beet red When I got home from my shopping trip I made hot chocolate for myself I thought about this woman’s diet and wondered Does she keep all good food on a shelf? Or does she eat snacks once in awhile Perhaps that just be too brave I have rolls around my middle AND I’ll take my fat rolls to the grave!