Weight
By joyismine
WEIGHT If you keep nagging about my weight, Your rapier tongue may seal your fate. All I hear is,"You don't need that, think of the calories, think of the fat." I can't have cake or a slice of pie, without your letting a comment fly. "You have salad," you say to me; while you have a Serloin, or maybe a "T" You really pig out on your steak and your fries; while I eat my salad with tears in my eyes. Sure you can eat and never gain weight, no matter how much, no matter how late; While I eat an ounce and put on a pound; my wrinkles smooth out and my body gets round; But one more comment, my love, and you're done; for my next meal...you're right...it's your tongue. Joyce Guy Written March 22nd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 02:43 PM PST 0 • 14
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