I went through a chubby period in my life. Here's a picture Her Highness took. I turned away from the camera in protest of having my chubbiness recorded for posterity, but she took it anyway.
Anyhooooooooooooooooo.... here's a little poem I wrote back then. See if you can identify with it:
Ode to the Battle of the Bulge
Two cals, a carb, and a good and bad fat
Went on a journey to find a fat cat.
The fat cat was busy, he couldn't be bothered.
So, they set out again to find another.
They came to my house, these demons of mine.
They asked to stay, and knew I wouldn't decline.
I couldn't say "no." So, I took them right in.
Now, I don't know when I'll ever be thin.
4 comments:
You were inspired with the poem! It's great. Thanks you for such great blogs. Smokey8 (Twitter)
Smokey 8... thanks for your wonderful comment. >^..^<
Max this poem speaks to me.
Noodles... Somehow, I knew it would.
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