Oh The Fat Irony Poem by Joseph D. Smith

Oh The Fat Irony

Rating: 5.0


Frogs float on water so gently,
While I sink so deep.
Flies buzz around food so silently,
While I get fat so steep.
If I had a dime for my troubles,
I would still be poor
with so many liquor bottles...

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