Oh The Fat Irony

I must be fat to write such a poem!

Frogs float on water so gently,
While I sink so deep.
Flies buzz around food so silently,
While I get fat so steep.
If I had a dime for my troubles,
I would still be poor
with so many liquor bottles...

Author's Note

I once considered myself fat, and this poem was to lighten up my sense of humor. I rated this teen seeing as how it mentions liquor, along with some other provocative themes.

Reviews

[sugar]

how old are you? you seem very wise, nice poem by the way....i enjoyed it and all your writing

[ScaryTrees]

nice
i like the short succinctness of this

turn the liquor bottles in to the recycle for some $$...lol

nice write