Eating
In younger days I ate a lot
Turning down food I could not
A pizza here, a pizza there
I even had it in my underwear
A Big-Mac attack for me
Consisted of not one, but three
The hunger burned inside my heart
To make more room I'd even fart
But those days are over and all done
My Big-Mac attack is for 1/2 a one
A slice of pizza sates my taste
To try for more is but a waste
This poem was written by Evan Forrester on Jan 01, 2008.
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