Don't eat! Don't eat! Put down that treat! Because chubbiness isn't really sweet.. So to the bathroom now retreat, where down our throats we calmly place, our finger so we can taste... regurgitated bagels and lettuce leafs. so we can feel thin, so we feel complete! Don't eat! Don't eat! It's on the news.. you've got to lose those extra pounds, unsightly fat from those fudge rounds! For Kathie Lee's a size of two, no bigger than my chunky shoe! NO MORE FOOD! for anyone! We want to see your skeleton! Only thin, no room for hips, 'cause only thin girls make the tips! Don't eat! Don't eat! It is the chant, of all the folks in "Hollywood land." And all the girls in magazines, whose hips can't hold her baby jeans.. Starve with us they seem to ask, it's not a very difficult task! Just DON'T EAT!! Don't eat! Don't eat! No more sandwiches for thee! NO more food, or even drink! Dehydrate too, that's more pounds gone! and more attractive you become! Don't eat! Don't eat! I'm begging you, Don't you want to wear a size two? So you'll be beautiful and THIN?? Don't eat! Don't eat! So, you can't breathe, and you can't run, so what you're thin, and you've become the stigma that surrounds us all!!! Don't eat! Don't eat! You'll feel complete, 'til you die in summer's heat! You grab your chest, your aching heart, it longs for fat..you have none left, so you die inside your slinky dress... But oh, you're THIN, and all can see! How beautiful you look today! While in your coffin you decay! Where you will lay cold and THIN..forever. Don't eat! Don't eat! Put down that treat! And DIE in the summer's heat!
Reason for writing:
Society's obsession with thinness.
Birth sign: Aries
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