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A 98 Pound Weakling

A burger with fries are fit for a king
But it's not gonna lose weight you big ding a-ling
For a slimmer bod
Give a negative nod
To junk food and wind up a 98 pound weakling


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Tim Smith

November 23, 2015 at 4:10 PM

98 pound weakling I'm not...give eating a burger a shot....one's not enough...my belly I'll stuff....crap now I cant get off the pot

Jack Ellison

November 23, 2015 at 4:16 PM

Welcome to the club, Timothy!!! Any day now, gonna start yet another diet... wish me luck!!!

Carol Eastman

November 23, 2015 at 10:53 AM

A burger and fries are not for me... It's McRib time for a month! Yes siree'!!!... It's definitely my very best-est time of the year... As I hold my McRibs so very close and so very DEAR!... Just wanted you to know so very perfectly clear... And for Christmas I'm asking for a stock pile of McRibs from Santa Dear!... Yum! Yum! Yum!... Now you know why I'm making soooo many smile faces...s... LOL...