Humorous poem about a woman who loses many things except the one thing that she would most like to lose.

I lost my gloves.

I lost my purse.

I lost my umbrella,

But that wasn’t the worst.

I lost my glasses.

I lost my hat.

I lost my earings,

But not my fat.

Possessions are lost,

But my fat body remains.

Why couldn’t I lose weight.

What a shame.

What a shame.

I lost my comb.

I lost my brush.

But I couldn’t lose the weight,

So my body’s turned into mush.

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  • gwezsetyo on Feb 21, 2012

    good writing…i love it

  • Boyka on Feb 21, 2012


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