And all through the place
Not a thing could be eaten
Not even a taste
The beef broth was boiling
The Apple Juice was chilled
In preparation for surgery
The tummy unfilled
When from my waistline
There arose such commotion
What was happening?
(I had a good notion!)
Off to the bathroom
I ran in a split
Thanks to the Dulcolax
I needed to...go really badly...
My wife heard me exclaim
O'er the roar of the fan
It will all soon "end" soon
And I'll be a slimmer man!
David (aka Cellar Dweller)
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