Gluttony

He jiggled when he walked,
but he didn’t seem to care.
With glasses on his face,
and his un-styled hair.

Sam was obese,
for there was no doubt.
Cause that is what,
this story is all about.

How could a fourth grader,
be the size of an oak tree?
The answer, my dear,
is because of gluttony.

He ate the other kid’s lunch’s,
when he was at school.
Not caring that he was unfit,
and looking such a fool.

Then he went home
he ate all the snack cakes.
And even scarfed down the cookies,
that his grandmother baked.

When his parents got home
later on that day,
they took him out for dinner
to Harry’s Chicken and Buffet.

There he ate no salad,
just meat and bone.
Then to top it off
he devoured an ice cream cone.

Wiping the sweat
from upon his brow,
He dismissed himself to the restroom,
to take an enormous bowel.

For his annual check up
the doctor did reveal,
a surprise finding,
Sam’s blood was made of oatmeal!

The doc said, “You’ve gotten too fat,
you are an absolute slob!
Join a gym, get active,
exercise should do the job.”

But Sam just sneered,
he thought this was great news.
For he had an idea,
that popped in his head like a fuse.

When he got home
an hour before din-din,
he took out some sharp objects,
and poked holes in his skin.

He sucked up the oatmeal blood,
like a Halloween treat.
Then he added sugar
to his toes and feet.

He munched for awhile,
an half hour or more.
Till he saw an image
that made him quite sore.

For the only thing of his body
that was at all left,
was of his shoulders,
and his head and neck.

For the rest of his life,
his upper torso wheeled,
on a gurney like cart
that was made out of steel.