Post by michaelgallatin on Feb 7, 2012 11:42:18 GMT -5
Author's Introduction - I wrote this back on 7/23/09 and may have posted it here or elsewhere back then. Now, looking back, I wish I'd been less jovial and a lot more sober about it. I was getting fat then and I'm even larger now. It's no longer funny as a doctor's physical aptly pointed out. That's why I included a somewhat different ending as well. So, here goes readers!
I knew as I took
that one last bite
that my stomach
was acting funny,
something wasn't
quite all right.
One minute I
was eating
that delicious stew
and then kaboom,
apart at the seams
I quickly blew.
I don't mean
that I threw up,
could have easily
dealt with that.
I tore right open
as I was too damn fat.
All that was in there
fell out onto the floor.
There was just
so very, very much
that I could not
hold it anymore.
Laying before me
was popcorn and
one large, candied yam,
some bread and butter,
pickled artichokes
and a few slices of ham.
Mashed potatoes,
mixed vegetables
and applesauce,
so my friends
what should I do,
I was at a loss?
Several cookies,
melted ice cream
and a piece of pie,
so dear readers
what should I do,
Hell, I could even die?
Lots of onion rings,
a tossed salad and
some porterhouse steak,
so tell me what to do.
I can't make a mistake!
And I looked and
looked some more,
then started to grin.
Why, I just picked
it all right up again
and put it back in.
Then I sewed
myself up
without any glitches.
Today all you
can see are the marks
of my stitches.
I'm a pound
or two slimmer
but not much by far
and I've got
a sudden craving
for a big Snickers bar!
Michael "If I'd Only Known!" Gallatin
7/23/09
Alternate ending -
And I looked
and looked as
I started to cry.
I'd messed
it all up and
didn't even know why.
Loving food is OK
but best not
eat too much.
Can't shove it in
til you're held up
by a crutch.
So, I'm an example
my friends of
what not to do
as Death knocks on
my door and
I see life is through!
Michael "Folks I Know Now!" Gallatin
2/7/09
I knew as I took
that one last bite
that my stomach
was acting funny,
something wasn't
quite all right.
One minute I
was eating
that delicious stew
and then kaboom,
apart at the seams
I quickly blew.
I don't mean
that I threw up,
could have easily
dealt with that.
I tore right open
as I was too damn fat.
All that was in there
fell out onto the floor.
There was just
so very, very much
that I could not
hold it anymore.
Laying before me
was popcorn and
one large, candied yam,
some bread and butter,
pickled artichokes
and a few slices of ham.
Mashed potatoes,
mixed vegetables
and applesauce,
so my friends
what should I do,
I was at a loss?
Several cookies,
melted ice cream
and a piece of pie,
so dear readers
what should I do,
Hell, I could even die?
Lots of onion rings,
a tossed salad and
some porterhouse steak,
so tell me what to do.
I can't make a mistake!
And I looked and
looked some more,
then started to grin.
Why, I just picked
it all right up again
and put it back in.
Then I sewed
myself up
without any glitches.
Today all you
can see are the marks
of my stitches.
I'm a pound
or two slimmer
but not much by far
and I've got
a sudden craving
for a big Snickers bar!
Michael "If I'd Only Known!" Gallatin
7/23/09
Alternate ending -
And I looked
and looked as
I started to cry.
I'd messed
it all up and
didn't even know why.
Loving food is OK
but best not
eat too much.
Can't shove it in
til you're held up
by a crutch.
So, I'm an example
my friends of
what not to do
as Death knocks on
my door and
I see life is through!
Michael "Folks I Know Now!" Gallatin
2/7/09