For Sassys, who apparently can not see the appeal of a pudgy body.
It’s round and squatty,
That little body.
But for me it still appeals.
I’d like to cuddle it,
Yes every bit of it.
Until The Shatner squeals.
I’m not a poet,
This piece should show it.
But it’s really how I feels.
That plump, round frame
Would cause me no pain.
I think it would be sweet.
I’d snuggle close
With or without clothes
I’m sure it would help me sleep.
Yes, I love The Shatner’s shape,
Every line and every drape.
It’s a frame I think he should keep.
For a true woman knows,
Down to her very toes,
That a little fat don’t hurt nobody.
Disclaimer: This piece was posted as the result of a challenge. The author freely admits that she has absolutely no talent as a poet. This piece should not be considered a representation of poetry of any kind and probably should not be read by anyone who does not possess an appreciation for the absurd.
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