The Georgian Silhouettes
Do not single out the fat for taking too much space
You might mingle with a portly man aching for a date
I know I always tingle when a fatty makes his case
And my nerves are all a-jingle at the thought of all that weight
Portly men - you ladies know - are tons and tons of fun
Time and again, statistics show, a beefy guy's the one
Do not gratify the meek for eating humble pie
It might satisfy the weak of mind, but make a grown man cry
Betray your own anxiety in mirthless tours de force
And always show your piety, especially with a horse
Portly men - you ladies know - are light and sweetness blent
And I've made several women crow - although I'm one fat gent
Contributors: | Kansas Sam, archaeopterx, F, Beefy, Roland, loaf. |
Poem finished: | 17th January 2004 by Kansas Sam. |