Overw8 Dave Pt.2 (2005) Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

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.


Comments:
Go get that Twinkie you hunk-a-chunka! I can't find it.

~Refer to the poem, '10 My Weight Discussion With Dave~