Fat, is where it is at.
Flab, is fab.
Fast food, stays with us.
It can make us as big as a bus.
Or even a house.
Fat people are bigger than a mouse.
Sometimes, as big as a house.
Fat people are bad at math.
Because, they in calories-do not count.
There is nothing wrong in being fat.
Because, fat is where it is at.
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