Please pass me by with that piece of cake
For don’t you know I’m watching my weight
Just keep on going with that dessert cart
Don’t ask me to taste; please don’t you start
For I seem to struggle with things that are sweet
And chocolate makes me dance on my feet
Bringing quick joy to my appetite
And if I am allowed, I’ll take bite after bite
What’s this expansion behind my belt
A sluggish disposition is now being felt
My doctor cries “Stop eating yourself to death”
He acts like I am addicted to drugs, maybe Meth
Why can’t I stop wielding this fork
Shoveling bits of beef and pork
Making sure every entrée has bacon
Devouring every food that’s been taken
When did I lose self-control
I wonder if this method has taken its toll
The damage to me and to my overall state
Will my gluttony cease before it’s too late
I’m having a hard time looking in the mirror
And the warnings could not be any clearer
Today is the day that I choose to lose
The lump that is blocking the view of my shoes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem