Sunday, June 30, 2013

I know you will

Face is getting round
Packing on the pounds
So I eat a lot
No meals have I forgot

Pants are tight
Shirts getting small
Might be because
No walking I do at all

Just call me fat
I know you will
But remember this
Burgers and hot dogs I call a thrill

So pass that shake
And the fries
Please no food that's baked
I'd rather have cake