Fat

Fat!    As a kid
Well    I remember fat!
I always thought I was fat because
My brother called me “Pig!”
Pigs are fat    by nature
So I thought    “by nature”    I am a pig

At school I looked around the room
Saw I was the only pig
The rest were human
Humans  (I thought) are slender    even    skinny
When extra milk was given out
Teacher never selected me
Pigs    not being human    should be left out    so I thought
Pigs should     probably    be penned
In my mind I was surrounded by a white    board fence    my feet in mud
When the class sang songs    I snorted

When I was 10 mother made me go to Sunday school
The Sunday school teacher    a very good    kind    religious sort of man told us about 
GREED
How greed was a sin
I read    somewhere    “Greedy as a pig”
Being greedy is a sin according to the good    kind    religious man
Well?    GUILT set in
I carried guilt around    piggyback         for years    and     YEARS!
                                      THEN
In high school it finally dawned
I wanted a girlfriend
Pigs were out    humans were in!
I lost weight    FIFTY pounds!
Got me a steady girlfriend
Then    I found I really was a human
What a LOUSY thing to be!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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A  Avatar
May 26, 2015 at 6:13 PM
Daver, Stopping by to enjoy this Favorite poem of mine. .... Always ~SKAT~
Loving Iii Avatar
December 1, 2010 at 6:18 AM
looking at other peoples favorites i found this and liked it very much. John H Loving III
Dietrich Avatar
November 30, 2010 at 11:00 PM
speaking of my plump poem. . . hahaha
Dietrich Avatar
April 11, 2010 at 9:00 AM
(see below)couldn't write more. . . he needs his old looks to go with his new future, is what i wanted to say. I really liked this one. Is it one of the better ones you said I would have to see way down your list! Luv, Andrea
Dietrich Avatar
April 11, 2010 at 8:59 AM
GREAT ENDING. some very choice lines in this very enjoyable read, DAver!! The snorting line reminded me of my son. He claims he HAS to snort becuase it's somthing to do with the nasal passage, that he must clear it all the time. Always he sat on a chair snorting. Even today, and he somehow got thru law school. My son was always thin and now is fat. I sure hope he can be "human" again because he was so attractive to the ladies. He has a future now when economy improves. He needs his old look too!
A  Avatar
March 5, 2010 at 6:50 PM
Surely you know this is my kind of poem. I give it a perfect 7, this is the best # anyway..You are right!!!! Being a human is no fun...But a pig well I have never been called one. Only a chicken . Your poem being a good idea. I will be makeing a poem about a chicken later on tomorrow....loved your poem...On my favorite list...ta,ta
Dufresne Avatar
January 21, 2010 at 4:27 PM
You really know how to make comedy out of the harshness of life, Daver. i appreciate your poems much! -Robert
Toran Avatar
November 10, 2009 at 3:24 PM
Very interesting!...Milt
Haick Avatar
October 21, 2009 at 2:36 PM
Good write! With age comes wisdom! I wish all the young people who are experiencing this could read this! Thanks for sharing this! Peace, Audrey
George   Avatar
September 30, 2009 at 10:56 AM
lol. Love it! lainie
W Avatar
September 28, 2009 at 11:41 PM
we tend to take in too much by what our siblings say living your life with no limitations i loved this poem..................kate
Richards Avatar
September 19, 2009 at 8:10 AM
You write with wit and charm...yet the sting of a childhood "label" can last a lifetime, and change who we are! If anyone has the kindest, human quality, it is yourself, my friend! :)
Curcio Avatar
September 18, 2009 at 5:05 PM
Leave it to you to come up with a twist at the end, and reveal that being human isn't all it's cracked up to be! Well written Dave.
Devonshire Avatar
September 18, 2009 at 2:52 PM
It's nasty the way children hurt each other with their words. I do like the way you decided to "snort" as the class sang. Shows spunk. And losing 50 pounds is quite an achievement, but obviously you were disappointed in finding what it really meant to be human. Hate to think of going through life being called a "pig," but cops had to get used to it back in the '70s. Very clever write, as always, Daver! Love you, Carolyn
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