Human Dumpsite
Human Dumpsite.
Dumping ground the Tummy has become!
Mouth, the guard on duty, has dozed off
Junk-invasion loathsome and unwelcome
Is our palatable and choice treat to scoff!
Unpaid, unappreciated and unprized:
Food so hot, fast into the belly, we ingest
The rapid reflex is not quite analysed
How searing stuff the belly will digest!
To the party for a beer, we enjoy to go
To roast, drink and drown in the spree
Who pays the porter that holds in store
The load that Reveller eats with glee?
Indefatigable Slave happily called Belly
Deserves naught but just a small favour:
To sift what we eat, not to be smelly
Fine Diet to lead not the tasty flavour!
Excessive treat, large the Belly will swell
Then, cessation of flexibility or zest lost
(Sucked thin for saluting gruel’s smell)
Is a bother or a needless fitness cost!!
JM
29th Oct’ 2013
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2013
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