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Whitney Thore Poem
They watch, they see, not telling thee of their eyes everywhere
In your house, your bed, following you anywhere
on scooters woven in faux green, yelling tell you look
large and seated, tracking you, looking for what you took
RUN RUN, for they cannot, they paint themselves in dance
wash away wash away Jiya and all, who hurt them every chance!
Why do you tell me my stomach to swell
For I dance far more well
I am Whitney I can shine
Till I meet with my cursed divine!
Twirl, leap, shake, hop!
Yet Jiya can hardly make a bop
For I move mountains and rivers and seas
While others move at her every step for she bears smaller than me
Injustice! Terror! All and All! Taken in my name
I have been committed injustices grave
For I am Whitney, big, fat, fabulous and free!
For all I am ,scooter to hat,you must accept me.
Copyright © Whitney Thore | Year Posted 2017
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Whitney Thore Poem
Gathered are we here
Everywhere else we fear
for prodding eyes would judge
our rhythmic feet say they trudge
but we know the truth of it
we are one, we are Whit!
We stomp, We Twirl, We shake
the icing on top of the cake
everywhere we go
people yell too and fro
call us bad and fat
as if we are any of that
we are one we will stand tall
Big Fat fabulous and all
Big girl are we
Big girls we are free!
Copyright © Whitney Thore | Year Posted 2017
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Whitney Thore Poem
Walk did I, an innocent one
when I saw it come upon me
I did not run
I thought it innocent.
It ran at me faster than I could
I couldn't get away
So it came.
It can and jumped upon me.
And evil furry thing.
It scarred me, I cried.
For because I am fat am I not worth
Do even furry creatures dessert me?
I am one I am the true whit!
No one can stop me I will not back down!
I am Big
I am Fat
I am Sassy
I am all that!
Don't leave me in the dust.
Don't sleep on me.
I am Whitney and I am free!
Big girls Out!
Copyright © Whitney Thore | Year Posted 2017
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