
Because I could not stop for Fat–
She kindly stopped for me –
The body held but just Ourselves –
And a meal fried up for three.
We slowly shuffled– She knew no haste
And I had put away
My brownies and my ice cream too,
For Her gluttony–
We passed the Mickey D’s, where Children strove
At the playland– on the slide –
We passed the rows of fast food chains –
We passed the Blooming Onion –
Or rather – it bloomed for Us–
The grease pooled quivering and gelatinous–
For only floral, my MuMu–
My Tippet – an edible lei–
We paused before a Waffle House that seemed
A Swelling of the Gut–
The chicks and filets were scarcely visible –
The doughnuts– in the round –
Since then – ’tis Calories– and yet
Feel fewer than the Day
I first surmised the ambling feet
Were pointed toward obesity–
Yo, that poem wuz PHAT !
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Classic! Love this comment!!
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I did a parody on Emily Dickinson’s poem too. I enjoyed yours thoroughly. Excellent!
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They pair perfectly!
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Thanks Maxie for stopping by and reading my poem 🙂
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