My appetite is my shepherd; I
always want.
It maketh me sit down and stuff myself.
It
leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly.
It leadeth me in the
path of
Burger King for a Whopper.
It destroyeth my shape.
Yea, though I knoweth I
gaineth,
I will not stop eating
For the food tasteth so good.
The ice cream and the cookies, they comfort me.
When the
table is spread before me, it exciteth me
For I knoweth that I
sooneth shall dig in.
As I filleth my plate continuously,
My
clothes runneth smaller.
Surely bulges and pudgies shall follow
me
all the days of my life
And I shall be "pleasingly
plump" forever
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