Food

I got carried away

It happened today

I went to Home Style Buffet around five

I’m lucky I got out alive

I ate three French hens, a pile of turtle doves and six partridges plucked from a pear tree

My jaws were tired, my pants were popping, my hands were greasy and I had to flee

When I got in my car I could barely fit behind the wheel

But wow, Home Style Buffet is such a deal

To work off my meal I did nine jumping jacks

The floor was shaking and I tore my slacks

But I don’t care, I’ll keep going back for piles of food

Soon I will look like President Trump: I will be POTUS-sized and look amazingly good