the thykness

roses are red

violets are blue

my lover’s the stunt-double

for a whale named Shamu

because her laughter is deep

like the mariana trench

it’s really no bothers

She eats twice what ibench

i don’t care she consumes

only food that’s been fried

or that I have to fjord her tulip

like it’s the great divide

she’s five times my size

so i do as i’m told

she treats me like french fries

never have time to get cold

dammit- we love each other

and thats all that should matter

if we are separated by type II early-onset diabetes-

i’ll get one that’s bigger… and fatter

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