Overweight With Food

M Mark R Slaughter Mark R Slaughter
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Are you just a tub of lard and Vastly overweight? Do you think that when you die you'll Need a piano crate To act as coffin for your frame? - Chosen as you die in shame, with Only you to take the blame For years of eating much the same: A daily calorific fest Gourmands of your ilk digest! Is your heart in final fling and Nearly set to burst? Are your arteries bunged and clogged and Feeling now the worst For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow While blood as thick as rising dough Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow: A dreadful state to put on show In front of any nurse! Best you hail a hearse. Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009 Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood! Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!

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