Thursday, April 08, 2004 Full

Blech.... To much food  Belly exploding  Appetite suppressed  How could food  Throat imploding  Force me to undress?    Can't I drain This stuffed up orifice?  Let it all go down  Boredom sure  House a mess  Food a cure depress   Why not jog  Or run a mile?  Get out just for a smile  Instead I ate  This day away  And cracked beneath me, tile   Thanks Pilates I lost weight  And then I ate and ate  Now I'm done  All 6 meals Eaten before 1:00  Turkey, cheese Ham, Atkins bread Left my mouth agate    The limit A’las my final plight  And now I’ll starve tonight    A poem by Jovi Olivas