A POEM FOR US LOSERS

ODE TO A LOSER

If you knew me
When I was fat
You knew I'd had
Enough of that.

I heard about
This surg'ry that
Would help me lose
My body fat.

And so I let
Some surgeon do
The cutting and
Re-routing, too.

It took a while
But really not
I lost the weight
I lost a LOT!

I'd thought before
That I would die
Without the food
The burgers, fries.

But really,
In reality
I eat good food
Good quality.

Yes, I slipped
A time or two
And ate what I
What I was not to do.

That's the part
That's mental tho
Eating habits
Die real slow.

I never barfed
But always farted
I'd laugh and laugh
Cause others darted!

Yes, that is fun
To see them sweat
This poison gas
I'll not forget.

I go thru matches
Boxes, yes
While in the can
(I must confess!)

And yes, I burp
Around my friends
I'm sure they think
"When will this end?"

I sometimes ask
"Self, did I make
"A wise decision,
"Or a mistake?"

But No, alas!
I see the light
The worse is over
The end in sight.

These things, I've learned
Are temporary
But during them
It seems contrary.

And since I'm smaller
I find that I
Can hold my head up
Really high.

For I'm achieving
Something that
I couldn't do
When I was fat.

True, some may balk
Say I'm a fool
For choosing this
Amazing tool.

"Just diet more"
"Just walk a lot"
Man, that makes me
Really hot!!

Sure, some can do it
(Try to lose)
In desperation
They then did choose.

And that is why
I chose the same
Sometimes we are
Not to blame.

So, I'm now healthy
No medication
(Well, 'cept the kind
For FLATULATION!)

I'm happy, tho
For doing this
I feel much lighter
I feel such bliss.

In the end
We all can see
We're thankful for
This surgery.

You'll all agree
We're winners, true
But really, tho
We're LOSERS too!