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CHURCHY HUMOR/HUMOUR - Jokes, Bloopers, whatever
The 230 Pound Psalm
Strict is my diet, I must not want,
It maketh me to lie down at night hungry,
It leadeth me past Baskin-Robbins.
It trieth my willpower.
It leadeth me in the paths of starvation,
For my figure's sake.
For yea, though I walk through the aisles of the pastry department,
I will buy no sweet rolls, for they are fattening.
The cakes and the pies, they tempt me,
Before me is a table with celery and lettuce,
My day's quota runneth over.
Surely calories and weight charts
Shall follow me all the days of my life,
And I shall dwell in fear of the scales forever!
submitted by Sue Pearson |
