Do everything within moderation
The ancient`s used to say
Why eat more than you can stuff
Your body does not need it
Or is it the craving of the tong
That longs the taste of Nectar
Look at you how large and plenteous
You came to be my dear
Your waist joined to your back
Square, Geometry you look
Upon the classroom`s blackboard
Big enough to write a chapter of how
To cook,
Sphagetti ala Milaneze
With lots of gravy splashed around
Covered with Parmesan
I might add a water mellon on top
For afters and there after
Flat on your belly you shall lay
Asking for soda snacks
As for the fridge is always full
Working at full blast
have mercy on it, if not yourself
Dear Lord,
Give us our daily bread.









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