we’re in this together

he ducked under the covers to drown out the wails

of his truly beloved checking the scales

when she came back to bed he gave her a grin

he loved her whatever she weighed

fat or thin

he just wished she realised, to a man like him

those scrawny clothes horses were a passing whim!

he much preferred some meat on her bones

and meat on his plate as well, as it goes

those weight watchers dinners she’d forced him to eat

he’d snuck food to work, he’d had to cheat!

he was no Peter Andre it had to be said

he snuggled back under the covers

and dreamed of being fed



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