People don't like fatties;
Yet what else would we make fun of?
If there were no obese in the world to not be kissed?
People complain about Walmart,
Yet I for one salute you, Sam,
You created an underclass for all of us
Balmain surely is demode,
Yet with no demode would their be a mode?
Hip-hip-Hooray to fashion victims the world over
Love was something I found a long time ago,
I sold it for several women who could sew,
The man who bought it lost it the very next day
The religious may claim to have a soul,
But we all know what we really have is coal;
I burnt mine decades ago