Just to warm you up?
Well well, A poem about pork
Quickly there woman Hand me my fork
Just look at that apple sauce &
wow that mouthwatering crackling
Piled up On my plate For me to be tackling
Oh what a lovely way to grow plumper
Outgrowing i’ll bet my new reindeer & penguin jumper
What’s that you say wifelet there some Christmas pud left
You know if it’s wasted I’ll just be bereft
Any brandy cream to go with that plum duff
Oye,Don’t call me those names, makes you sound ever so rough
I know that the festivities and now this beautiful pork
Have made me look a bit like an efilump not like a racing stork
But calling me porker now that’s not very nice
And making fun of my fat belly not just once but now twice
you’ll be giving me a complex , and putting me offee
Finishing my meal with that hot mince pie & coffee
So, OK folks it does tend to sit ’round our middle
But d’ya know what I really don’t give much of a fiddle
Disability has already taken over my life
And to fight yet another battle, with weight – nah, just too much strife
So folks let ‘s just enjoy ourselves for what we are
A little rounder perhaps but What The Hell, each one a star
Let’s all keep using this forum, no fighting just eating and living
Plum Duff yes , but respect for viewpoints others are giving
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year