Plump Pudding Poem by James McLain

Gargantua her toes the feet do swell
upon my neck they fest.
Creamy is the calf I meant the calve
eyes wide open in fear.
Thundering thighs heard round the world
earth quake thought when
she walks.
Corpulent massive varicose vein infected
paucha store for the food
in short supply.
Breast weigh have a stone each when
thrust in my face
I do cry.
Lips like sausages gaping hole for the mouth
hold a plank to you bum or fall in...
The Sugillate at large.