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A poem about anorexia
« Thread Started on Aug 22, 2004, 4:21pm »

Hee hee hee, I'm watching you
I'm so excited, I don't know what to do.
Are you ready, let's play my game,
If you try to avoid me, you'll go insane.

Aren't you hungry, bet you are,
Don't worry you haven't gone too far.
Why aren't you eating, you're not fat
Hey, hey now, don't say that.

Don't worry, no one knows
Drink some water, that's how it goes.
Put the penny rolls in your skirt
Make sure to wear a baggy shirt.

Mom and dad don't know, we're okay
We're safe for at least one more day.
Come on girl, it ain't that tough
Come on, life's always gonna be a little rough.

The hunger's stopped, right?
Well, itll go away in a few nights.
Look how skinny you are, congrats hon.
Now let's go out and have some fun.
I'm sorry you're tired, but don't blame it on me.
It's your own fdault don't you see?

Or blame it on the guys that make me come
Blame it on the ones that can't have fun.
You hate yourself, you know it's true.
But tell no one but you.

Aw, now see how thin you are?
Now let's sneak into a bar.
Aren't you proud, you're super thin.
Perfect tummy, nice and trim.

Aren't you happy? Don't you cry!
Why are you sad? Tell me why.
Aw, what, does your tummy hurt?
Let's ignore that and go flirt.

look at all those fatsoes, don't you hate them?
Unlike you, the perfect gem.
Hey, mom and dad are wondering why you lost so much weight
And why the quarterback wants to take you on a date

No! Don't eat that!
That'll make you fat!
Don't go to therapy!
You don't want to get rid of me.

I'm the reason you're so slim,
But I only came because of him.
Don't blame it on me that you're so hurt,
Don't blame it on me that you fell in the dirt.

It's not my fault that you're so sick
It's not my fault you're not his pick.

Don't send me away,
Please, I wanna stay.
Come on gir, remember good times?
What woth all thsoe nice rhymes?

No1 Stop! Don't feel nice!
Come on, roll the dice.

I'll be back, wait and see,
Cause you'll never be rid of me!

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