hIPPTY hop,
bibbity bop,
my guard has fell,
now I'm back to my eating spell,
and my butt is surely going to swell.

As I passed the donut shop,
I had to stop and hop,
hop right in the door,
and eat some more.

Cristy creme,
(Krespy Kreme.)
a sweet fresh donut dream.
The clerk said, "for a another dollar you can get a whole dozen."
This is when I became frozen.
I only had room for the half,
after eating almost a whole calf.

I heard the poor little critter go "MOOO."
when I grabbed the 2 percent milk TOOO!

Why can't we just eat,
and eat,
without having to control what we eat.

Maybe have every other problem,
but no eating problem.

Life should be a picnic,
without any eating trick,
to trip us up,
as we eat up,
every freaking thing eatable,
with non negotiable,
greed,
and a need
to serve the food God,
without getting hit by the overeating lightening rod.

G