Losing Weight Poem by Maddy Jones

The abuse was bad,
Most mental to me,
The threats and the lies,
That I just couldn't see,

But now I am out,
I'm free, I'm so free,
Im as happy as ever,
And so many agree,

And now that I'm free,
I mock the abuser,
And what a fatty!
A retarded loser!

This liar, he walks,
With a waddling strut,
And talking the talks,
That's pulled from his butt,

The socially awkward,
Pork-bellied jerk,
Will think you're fooled,
With his fake fatty smirk,

He boasts and brags,
To compensate,
For the little he has,
That he uses to mate,

And it's strangely odd,
That his head is so fat,
For it's empty within,
And I lived with that? !

But not anymore,
No, not for me,
I'm happier now,
For now I am free.