Gluttony At It's Finest Poem by King Happy

He had an oxygen tube put in
delaying the inevitable
as he stood there
6'1',
diabetic
bloodshot eyes,
gut hiding his toes for years,
next to his cow herd of a family

and ordered two chili dogs
with fries,
an extra cheese nachos
two corndogs
and a large
diet
coke.

I wonder,
as his moo-moo f### family
get their things,
if they watch him eat it all.

No better then he,
this stuff is killing me.

-I enjoy it