Adipose-dereived stemcells
to aid in weight loss.
They foogle to help
to make better the person
who's health is compromised
by the misery of undesired weight
targeting fat loss
which is to influence
weight loss.
Oh the health of these people
that they wish and need and
desire to be healther
the wisest of those
too learn
and make better there craft
might a world
find the secret to
a healthier life
style
BY Heremes Gymnasia
from Full-Toned
to brighting
From the book
Heremes The Timbre'
"Painful"
"Unworthy"
You question why you exist
Loathing
Self-Pity
Its lies you cannot untwist
Empathy
And reason
They bid farewell
As love
And self-esteem
Also parallel
Negativity fills faster than adipose cells
Mademoiselle
Are you truly well?
No
It takes courage to say
To seek closure
To make way
For much needed composure
Then realisation sweeps in
That our rejection is from deep within
If we never love, if we never care
We cease to be human
We fail to be fair
To our infinite inner beauty
To our imperfect self found nowhere
Take care and repair
For rejection is not the end of thy flair
The opposite of adipose,
Is very, very thin,
And if one could transpose,
I would suppose,
A large excess of skin.
It’s called, ’excessive fork to mouth disease’.
Overeating too much of what we please.
Sitting excessively on our derrière?
Watching TV, or writing poetry with magical flairs?
Lockdowns were absolutely no excuse.
Blaming it on “Climate Change…”a bad joke and so incredibly obtuse.
Get off our buttoxes and exercise at home.
It’s OK, to leave your great, altar of the internet, alone!
We lovely women, lose weight slower than charming men.
But there’s no magic pill on which neither can depend!
If I made it from a size sixteen to a size seven,
You can do it, too, it’s simply like being in heaven.
Beers, breads and booze are out of the question.
Wines, pizza, chips just few more to mention!
The key is to not listen, to those who failed.
Else, you be imprisoned in an adipose jail!
Live very long and prosper!
Panagiota
8/20/2022
~3 ~
No more dieting women!
Clothes for adipose only, made for wearing
and swimming.
Watch the shopping channels, do they hire
by the most pounds?
Thin models must retire, adipose only?
And must be totally round?
I remember being twenty-one. American Airlines
considered me a blimp?
Come now, at 125 pounds, I really was a shrimp!
I still am 125 to this very day
It was not Chic to be adipose, like it is today.
I watch them stretching jeans on TV, they support
hugeness by words like "fully expandable" or....
"so comfortable!"
They think not of women's health at all.
I find it horrifically sad, it's only money they support.
My Dad joked about women's clothes fifty years ago.
The days when there were limited sizes.
Not x, xx, xxxx ad infinitum.
We women, tremble at the sight of a gun....Yet....,
Do forgot, by being overweight, we pull the finger and
end our own life's rigor.
11-19-2020
11-19-2020
Trump Big Bunch of Bull
Trump is truly a big bunch of bull,
Whose bags have become all full,
With dose,
Of adipose,
And dense has been clumsy skull.
Am over 6,000 poems now.
Jim Horn
Trump and Things Inherent
Trump has abused another migrant;
He prefers things that are inherent;
His adipose,
Is gross;
Separated a child from their parent.
Jim Horn
We already have almost 20 million
children who have mental problems.
Less than 70 years ago one of them
was trump.
Here A Buck and There A Buck
We never wanted to make a buck;
You and I have been nip and tuck;
Poems love writing;
Each other inviting;
Out more poems we should shuck.
(Before gold someone else struck.)
Jim Horn
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Do you remember those days. I just keep adding poems
to my latest poem and add AND MORE to the title.
Short Not Long Thighs
Are no poets I know who denies,
My poems are words for the wise;
President ignore,
And do deplore;
Trump likes short and not long thighs.
Jim Horn
Chivalry Delivery Comes With Misery.
Dose of Adipose is gross. Prose on you grows everyone knows. Prospect we select should be correct. Decline being mine which is fine. When announced on pounced and was trounced. Administered to a herd that occurred. Canadian and Ukrainian were insane again. Now let me copy and paste.
Some parts of poem to think about using in other poems.
Mention Apprehension
What I really had been meaning to mention,
Is that when there is a lot of apprehension,
May bother,
Each other,
And always affected by all the pretension.
Jim Horn
With deep regret mind was set
And worse yet was deep in debt.
Hemisphere had been here year by year.
Adipose was gross dose by dose.
Battle, rattle, tattle
Enact, subtract, crack, lack
Animosity, curiosity, viscosity, velocity
Realize, stabilize, supplies
Ostracize, cries, vandalize
Surmise and surprise and realize
Validity, stupidity, felicity, complicity
Concupiscent, reminiscent, extent
Circumstantial, exponential, potential
Exceptional, perceptional, still
Convey a way today
Illicit, complicit, visit
Directed, selected, corrected
Devoid, annoyed, tabloid, destroyed
War, For, Anymore
Adore, deplore, ignore
Artistic, realistic, humanistic
Evicted, convicted, restricted, depicted
Rain caused water to drain resulting in much strain
Convey a way to display
Emanate and create a way to celebrate
Mettle, Settle, kettle
Riddle, middle, fiddle
Jim Horn
To Much Adipose
Too much adipose
I suppose as body grows
Long extends my noose.
Is that what happens when
you are compelling and will
be telling a lie?
Clam up of course is what people
usually do when they realize
that their body has been
over baked like Trump's is.
Jim Horn
Trump Is Gross
There is no doubt Trump is gross
Around waist has much adipose
Small hands and lips that pucker
And definitely is a dumb clucker
Actually thinks that he is verbose.
Jim Horn
Your kindheartedness just drive me drowsy like the day when
I took over dose
And remember I just be in motion so witlessly heartbroken just suppose
Even when I look so yawning into your eyes I hardly see
love is adipose
Come to common dearest and make this part of my life to you so close
May you show me symbols if I am loved back?
I want to just love you for the rest of my life honey
You've got to hold me so stiff no matter when I have no money
I believe we'll have to earn money in this kind of job so ugly
So never just go away dear when am burdened with a job in your eyes that's so funky
May you show me symbols if I am loved back?
I bet you appreciate me honey I'll never get to annoy you
I just see you'd be shining so fastidious in a color blue
I just want to thank you in advance so have this magnificent shoe
I know you'll take me so hazardous in this kind of me holding to you so glue
But I believe you'll love me more because am among the chosen few
So may you show me symbols if I am loved back?
Your kindheartedness just drive me drowsy like the day when
I took over dose
And remember I just be in motion so witlessly heartbroken just suppose
Even when I look so yawning into your eyes I hardly see
love is adipose
Come to common dearest and make this part of my life to you so close
May you show me symbols if I am loved back?
I want to just love you for the rest of my life honey
You've got to hold me so stiff no matter when I have no money
I believe we'll have to earn money in this kind of job so ugly
So never just go away dear when am burdened with a job in your eyes that's so funky
May you show me symbols if I am loved back?
I bet you appreciate me honey I'll never get to annoy you
I just see you'd be shining so fastidious in a color blue
I just want to thank you in advance so have this magnificent shoe
I know you'll take me so hazardous in this kind of me holding to you so glue
But I believe you'll love me more because am among the chosen few
So may you show me symbols if I am loved back?
Wipe away your tears,
time to fight monster with monster
and chase away all of your fears
with metal smooth and cool;
douse the burn of pain.
A simple flick of the wrist
turn on up, reveal a vein
to drown sorrow in familiar
red haze. Roll up the sleeve
where hidden underneath
your life’s history you cleave,
what’s writing another story?
The veins watch from beneath
so play god, make judgment,
release the monster. Fang and teeth,
slide metal in below skin,
adipose tissue, bite through
muscle as you search for a vein
and feel your life run away with you.
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