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Poetry: Fat and happy

by mis fit

FAT AND HAPPY



Fat and happy was the song
Father Piggy always sang
Until the butcher came along
Then his song went bang

Fat and happy was the song
My wallet used to sing
Until I got a steady girl
Who spent her life shopping

Fat and happy is the line
The "fatties" always cry
I am content to be this way
Then inhales his apple pie

Fat and happy is the rant
You hear the chubbies chant
As his mother, brother and neighborhood
Strives to help him in his pants

Fat and happy is the cheer
My father loved to shout
As he guzzled down his beer
His lager, ale & stout

Fat and happy is the only way
That I will ever heed
Says the obese hooker
As she states I'm built for comfort- not for speed

Fat and happy is what I am
As I order my burger, shake and fries
As the drive thru server asks
Would you like that "Piggy sized?"

In my opinion Fat & happy
Is a cover, curtain or drapes
For people who have no will power
All it is ...is sour grapes

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