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Round jiggling loads of goo Bouncing as I take a step or two Bulging, bloated stomach ache From brownies, cookies, pie, and cake Buttons pop at every move I can barely try to get my groove Clothing cuts my circulation Too many trips to the carving station I’m feeling like I’m about to burst So I better try to sit down first My thighs, they rub and start to chafe With desserts around I am not safe My bra -it cuts into my back I’m going to have to  free this rack When  I look down and see cellulite God save me from yet another bite I’m eating up my aches and pains Yes -sugar, flour, and whole grains I’m filling holes of grief and loss As long as it’s covered with caramel sauce.
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC
Eat me up
Round jiggling loads of goo Bouncing as I take a step or two Bulging, bloated stomach ache From brownies, cookies, pie, and cake Buttons pop at every move I can barely try to get my groove Clothing cuts my circulation Too many trips to the carving station I’m feeling like I’m about to burst So I better try to sit down first My thighs, they rub and start to chafe With desserts around I am not safe My bra -it cuts into my back I’m going to have to  free this rack When  I look down and see cellulite God save me from yet another bite I’m eating up my aches and pains Yes -sugar, flour, and whole grains I’m filling holes of grief and loss As long as it’s covered with caramel sauce.
amy-18
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F/Boston
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC
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