Please Lord do not give me a fat lady to wed.
Round face, big arms, bloated belly, elephant feet,
Instead with heavens blessing, an angel slim and slender, virtues vessel.
A Skull just right,
lean wrist to hold on tight.
Flatter tummies what I like,
much more pleasing to the sight.
Healthiness truly wealthieness
For what are riches
if we lose to many stitches
pulling up our britches.
Though I meet the Lardys along the way
Let us not get entangled on a wedding day,
save that occasion for a finer figure
as in that direction I find my trigger
During dreams that make the heart rate quicker
Thin shaped pictures quiver and flicker.
Recognising beauty is a habit not yet kicked.
But must admit at the other end of the looks scale I seldom get made sick.
Every person has a gift. Call it what you may uniqueness is here to stay.
Without a difference the world would be flat and all coloured black.
So beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
To search each others faults is a guide to helping both grow older.
Seeing a flaw at a distance is not like close up at all.
The sanctity of marriage enables mutual checking to stop a sharp immune system fall. https://docs.google.com/fil...
Above are the links to two pages with guitar chords flute and recorder notes and lyrics to the poem Please Lord do not give me. https://docs.google.com/fil...
Above is a link to the karaoke file to Please Lord not a fatty. https://docs.google.com/fil...
Above is the MP3 link to my poem please Lord do not give me a fat lady to wed