Fullfillment
God damn I love food.
It’s my absolute jam,
Don’t care if its turkey-
Or chicken-
Or ham.
If samples are free,
you’ll see me
At the stand.
I’ll be lickin my chops
And straight rubbin my hands.
If I had my way
I would
eat-
eat-
eat-
eat.
I would gobble down turkeys,
And shovel in sweets.
And they say stolen candy
Is never as sweet,
But that’s never stopped me
From taking a treat.
Gonna eat till I pop
And I might just keep going.
Don’t care if i'm broke
And my belly is showing.
I’ll get nice and big
And I’ll just keep on growing.
And if I lose my legs,
Then I’ll just get to rolling.
Folks tell me I’m fat
And I say
“See you later.”
I’m writing off loved ones.
“Who needs em?
They’re haters!”
My mother is worried,
My father disowned me.
But I can’t hear hate,
Thru my fort of bologna.
Check my digital watch
About 3:49
Happy hour’s at 4
And I GOTS to get mine.
God damn I look good,
Catch a glimpse in the mirror
Find me wiping off smudges
To see myself clearer
Catch me at a buffet
With a plate of each thing
A pancake wrapped pickle,
French fried onion rings.
Custom bucket of sauce
Got em all mixed together,
My favorite bib
Tucked right into my sweater.
Should I say a prayer?
For this bountiful feast?
Eh-
Why waste the time,
I got good food to eat
You can look all you want
Take a pic from behind
Got no shame in my game
Just one thing on my mind.
And if I could go back
Then I probably wouldn’t
Id’ve eaten more foods
People said that I shouldn’t
I’ll stop
When I drop
Even if life is crappy.
I'm a bottomless pit.
When I’m full,
I’ll be happy.
