Salad Is Incompatible With Life

Yes, my waist is fifty inches - Big for me because I'm short. And yes, I like my cheddar cheese When partnered with a vintage port. Okay, okay, that double cream Is always served with pud, And cake and biscuits with my tea Are just no bloody good For my poor hardened arteries, But see my point of view, Please dear wifey if you please, A Salad makes me spew! I'd rather eat a bowl of air Than crunch away on greens; Drink water from the toilet bowl Or nibble on my jeans! But salad! Are you there? You know it makes me snappy - So let me fill my face with grub, Stay fat, and die young happy! Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009 food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food