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11/07/09
Saturday Afternoon at the Zoo
Obesity, in lumbering hoards, migrated through the zoo, today, Entire morbidly afflicted family units of it — Bipedal creatures easily distinguished from the other animals
(Which they'd come to gawk at, ridicule, Consider, from a safe distance, to be their decided inferiors), By their slothful demeanor, their swinish lack of hygiene.
Perhaps it was the males of the species Homo thug corpulensis That caught me off guard, made me wince, retch, At the disgusting bobbing of their gut-wrenchingly distended bellies,
Their shaved heads blinged with earrings, their pubic-hair goatees, Their blubber slouched into soiled jeans clinging for dear life, Exposing the cracks in the beasts' meaty glutei maximi,
Their flabby arms poking through torn and tortured T-shirts, Their tattoos nearly Scriptural in their housefly-green profundities: "ALONE"; "LISA & JOE 4EVER"; "JESUS KICKS ASS."
And perhaps not. Possibly, it was their gargantuan females, Who bitched at them incessantly, like psychotic macaws, As they sucked up funnel cakes caked with powdered sugar,
Foot-long hot dogs massacred with ketchupmustardrelishchili, Melting ice-cream cones tie-dying their sausage-casing clothes, Scolded their bulbous young, with cobra-defanging profanity.
Finally leaving, at sundown, in waddling lockstep, Obesity oozed toward its breeding grounds, to fatten up, Before migrating through the zoo of the sluggish human race.
11/07/09
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