Food, glorious food!
What wouldn't I give for
That extra bit more --
That's all that I live for.
Why should I be fated to
Do nothing but brood
On food, Magical food,
Wonderful food, Marvelous food,
Fabulous food, Beautiful food,
Glorious food!
Just when I thought I was done with the poking and prodding at the hospital, my mother took me to the pediatrician. Nice guy, if your definition of a nice guy is a man with sharp needles and cold stethoscopes.
He also had the uncouthness to comment on my weight. I've gotten up to 8 lbs 13 ounces. That's an ounce a day. At this rate I'll weigh 419 pounds on my 18th birthday.
If anyone talks to my folks, please drop subtle hints:
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