Like a slimy bloated frog force-fed cold grey lead buckshot,
Like an old water-soaked log coated with layers of moss and rot,
A reverent sausage slave gorged upon a heavy midnight snack,
Consuming massive volumes of melon fruit under hunger attack,
Like a loser food drunk on hands and knees searching for belief,
Fat globules and syrup drown the brain that screams for relief,
Rise up! Be the disciplined master when your animal parts revolt,
Defend your precious health and watch the rolls of fat dough molt.
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