Why I'M Fat Poem by Phyllis Strong

Why am I so fat;
Do you really want to know?
Do you have the time to listen?
Ok, here I go.

These thighs right here,
They’re from all the chocolate cake, my dear.

This big booty you see;
Is from all of the ice cream
That was soooo good to me.

This big belly you see;
It came from you not lovin’ me.

My feet are even bigger,
Fat don’t discriminate.
They’re fat from eating bags of chips,
The nights I needed a date.

These hips, oh these hips of mine,
Some men think big hips are fine.
They came from eating when I wasn’t even hungry;
Just wanted some of your time.

Are you still listening? It’s not the end;
These love handles,
Pizza’s my friend.
When I can’t talk to you,
My mouth needs something else to do.

Now, let’s weigh it out, see who’s to blame.
The blame seems to fall the same.

That’s why I’m fat;
Thanks to me, and you.
But fat girls need lovin’ too.

Copyright © 2009 by-Phyllis Strong