MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Ever Growing Body’

Ever Growing Body

Fat cells stretched to the max
Roaming about the fridge
Having just eaten lunch
Dessert is due next

A sweet ambition
To reverse time
Dressed in sweatpants
Food constant on the mind

Munch crunch munch
Grossly overweight
Rolling down the kitchen
Getting harder to inhale

What is the last straw
Of this food obsession
No will to stop
Turning into a ‘Buddha’

Sedentary lifestyle
No need to get anywhere
No need to walk too far
Thinking about not much

Food for instant gratification
Of the current situation
Satisfaction on the tongue
Tip of the Iceberg only

Growing ever larger body
Expansion of the cells
Pops up a scene from M Python’s
”The Meaning Of Life”

Nobody to blame
Starting tomorrow

Diet or die fat

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Weight Gain”

Sticky buns and baggy pants
In a need of an insurance
Polished plate is always best
Munch munch munch
Just eat the rest

Bit of this and lot of that
Ice cream to top up the fat
Who checks size of calories
Body mass will never freeze

In the heat of summer season
Covered in fabric for a good reason
Beach body and bikini object of the past
Fatty cells cover traumas pretty fast

Wardrobe shrinks each day an inch
To keep a hot body no longer a cinch
Growing bigger aging young
Hope in miracles to work

No more eating junk!