Overw8 Dave Pt.4 (2007) Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

Here I go again, another greasy and heavy year alone.
Tired with every single step, breaking the floor at home.
I begin to cook my own meal since I can not leave,
My body secretes thicker Bio-Diesel by the way.
Never run out of oil, cooking my one meal buffet.
Besides, I have weight to maintain and/or achieve.

Two-Hundred two, why the hell do I keep this up?
This food looks so pleasant, tasty and hearty.
When I finish, I'll take a hot bathe without getting stuck.


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