Diet Of Weightiness
Ounces
pounces
Quite trim
so slim
Sore limb
at gym
Fight flab
with jab
Weight gain
insane
Weight lost
embossed
Shed pounds
in mounds
Too thin
won’t win
Body
shoddy
Real stout
no doubt
So lean
my scene
Perspire
don’t tire
Diet
riot
Food fad
sounds mad
Sweet treat
defeat
Whole grain
sustain
Eat clean
routine
Green veg
has edge
Pure health
best wealth
Digest
what’s best
Fruit shoot
deep root
Salad
valid
Porridge
forage
Junk nosh
tosh tosh
Cow’s milk
lip silk
soya
oh yeah
Light meals
appeals
Relapse
perhaps
Need luck
have pluck
Stay fit
that’s it
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