chalk dust on her hands

game chants in her ears

thirty heads a-bobbing

eagerly innocent dears

think she's like them, no

thoughts but right now,

her minds miles away:

why am I a silly cow?

daily strives to impress

ambitious hectic whirr

one bloke after another

none were right for her

as usual on auto-pilot

teaching maths by rote

kids get on h...

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she's a great cook to be fair,

puts fine grub on the table,

sees me eat up with gusto

as best as my belly is able

she has a bread-maker now,

flour and yeast and pastry,

I must mind my waistline,

dont gobble it up too hasty

upset she is at what I leave,

fat gander getting force-fed,

guts so leaden and swollen

I'm no longer good in bed

obesity roost...

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At school we bullied Billy for being fat

Stole his homework pulled his

Hair broke his glasses

Accused him of all-sorts made his

Life a misery so in the end they took him

Out of school then

Years later I went out with a plump lass

Called Norma she pecked at her meals but

Never lost weight I

Accused her of hiding food and

Bingeing on the quiet and made her life a

Mis...

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