The Champion Loser
by Larry Greenbaum


"I've lost thousands of pounds,"
the champion loser said.

"This must be an exaggeration",
I thought to myself, but

the fat man set
my minds' eye swimming:

lost in the greasy soup of plenty,
wild at the prospect of entire

rivers made of his lost fat
streaming with iridescent oil slicks

and bright colored globules,
I saw fat heads and butts afloat,

jowls and thighs big as mail boxes
bobbing, blubbering, and gurgling

the howls and ham hocks
of dietary indiscretions

greasing the golden arches
of an entire civilization

billions and billions of fat grams
chewed, swallowed and lost,

only to be added again
in time for the next diet.






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