My appetite is my shepherd,
I always want.
It maketh me to sit down and stuff.
It leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly.
It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Whopper.
It destroyeth my shape,
Yea, tho I knoweth I gaineth, I will not stop for it tasteth so good.
The ice cream and cookies they comfort me.
When the table is spread before me it
exciteth me for I know I shall dig in.
As I filleth my plate, my clothes runneth small.
Surely bulges and excess weight shall follow me all the days of my life, if I don't changeth my ways.
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