Wednesday, 11 May 2011

Ironically comparing an obese nation's obsession with food to a warped religious fevour

Worship at the Church of gluttony,
Where hymns are bacony and prayers are buttery.
Chocolate and crisps are never missed,
By pious fizzy-drink recidivists.
Burgers and beer are our deities,
A parishioner's badge is diabetes.
We live in abhorrence of the diet,
Only sticky buns will our spirit quiet.
Eating just to fill the hole,
Till biscuit crumbs encrust our souls.
Our minds shrink down as our stomachs swell,
But an empty buffet is our hell.

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