Pounds 23
My appetite is my shepherd, I shall not want
It maketh me to sit down and stuff myself.
It leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly.
It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Whopper.
It destroyeth my shape.
Yea, though I knoweth I gaineth, I will not stop eating
For the food tasteth so good.
The ice cream and cookies, they comfort me.
When the table is spread before me, it exciteth me,
For I knoweth that soon I shall dig in.
As I filleth my plate continuously, my clothes runneth smaller.
Surely, bulges and excess weight shall follow me all the days
of my life
And I shall be fat forever.
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