Poetry

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Mrs. Taylor Scale loves
To tell me what she thinks

The only thing is-

She can’t make up her mind

When do I draw the line?

One day she says’s this

And the next day she says that

Wednesday she said that I was fat

If only Mrs. Taylor Scale

Would get a life

Instead of sitting there giving me her advice

She should think twice

Cause out the door

She will hit the floor

I won’t see her anymore

I don’t need her advice

I’ll sit here and eat some chicken and rice

Cheese Cake, I hear your voice

I think I made the right choice

Good bye, Mrs. Taylor Scale

Time for you to bail!



And put a knife to your throat If you are a man given to appetite

Proverbs 23:2

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