poems 2 rock your soul by Rick Springfield

i saw jessie at wendy’s last week
his girl was stuffing down baconators
like it was the end of days
like that chunky indonesian kid
sucking down 2 packs a day
like them hippos
the hungry hungry ones

jesus h christ
i might dabble with a little
high speed alcoholism
every now and then
but a man’s gotta
have standards

if i had to write that song again
it’d be called:
no fat chicks