Armed Combat Poems | Examples

Battle of the Bulge

I am locked in armed combat,
Fighting against my body fat.
I continue to take aim,
Against my abundant frame.

Jogging up and down a hill
Exhausted from my treadmill.
These can not alleviate,
My BMI or obese weight.

My chances of becoming slim
Are looking very grim.
If I don’t shrink my derriere,
It soon won’t fit in any chair.

Am I a porky pig,
because my bones are big?
My stomach is a bottomless pit.
Is that why my clothes don’t fit?

I can’t seem to lose this weight.
 My girth is great, it won’t deflate
I am a mess and so depressed,
I need ice cream to get de-stressed.