The Angry Belly - Poem by Laura Canain
I once saw a fat man walking down the street
He seemed inept at walking to a beat
It was more of a fumbling flap of a walk
A bumbling brash catastrophe that made people talk.
My eyes were at once affixed to his Belly
The lardrous rotund made of chips and jelly
It swung and heaved and berated him noisily
For not stopping at it’s favourite fast food deli
I quivered and thought – that’s one angry Belly
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