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Neat, I can now feel my lard taking over me

I can not help the fact that I need to eat

not twice, but many times in a glorious day

I can not seem to rid of monolithic weight

My conscious is clogged and lost it's faith

there's oil deposit pain on my rickety knees

Everything I see, there's no turning back; I feed

It is only food; I am hungry, what CAN I say



I could stop myself from the piggy and just starve

Only problem is, I'm already eww, so chow down for pounds

Round the clock, I'm very much tired, stout, and lonely

I wobble my way at night staring at sugar coated stars

Holding triple chocolate drinks eating unlimited supply of Mounds

Giggling my way thinking of the next treat that will fill my belly



Oh my, where does the time fly when you sleep?

My stomach later begins to move around to let out a cry

Another day, another first rate magical feast

What do I do, but wake up and snarl, "Lets eat!"

Not mad nor sad; smirk at the food saying, "my oh my oh my!"

Almost choke at 215lbs awaiting my target to be reached.