Food
Food
Eating is a pleasure,
Food is a treasure,
To many its less than that
Especially those who are fat
Food is so amazing,
All this fuss and all this said,
What mama makes everyday,
What keeps you full when you go to bed.
So eat food for well meant things,
And think not of it like a curse
It is what keeps you going,
And saves you from others stealing your purse.
It makes you smile,
It makes your mouth sweet,
But when its extremely spicy,
It sends you rushing down the street.
It is a blessing from your Lord,
So keep it at that and do not retreat,
Being fat is not so bad,
Better than begging on the streets.
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