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Array ( [sid] => 5380 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => So, How's That Finger Tasting? [time] => 2002-10-21 17:45:00 [hometext] => alot of crap [bodytext] => I got better ways to waste all my money,
It'd be cheaper if I took you to Mickey D's.
Where I'm taking out a loan for your extra cheese,
And it'll end up in the can once you're down on your knees.

Because you eat all you can,
Then open up to swallow your hand.
So concerned about your body,
You've ignored what's inside.
You told me you were hungry,
But apparently you lied.
Three long years of clubs and clinics,
and you still haven't learned.
And I don't know if I can go through this again,
So eat all you can.

You grew sick,
Now a toothpick.
Too drastic,
Well if the shoe fits.

The first thing to go was your a**; No need to stare at it,
At least your bust can never sag; Shaped like a clarinet.
Standing in front of a light; Now you're transparent,
Like a ruler, etch your body with lines; To measure inch by inch.

You must nurish your mind, body, soul,
So engulf this whole jelly roll, But don't.....

Eat all you can,
Then open up to swallow your hand.
You won't digest a meal,
Now there's nothing left of you.
You won't be satisfied,
Till you're in a size two.
The doctor said it could be fatal,
With no fat cells left to burn.
And I don't know if I can handle this again,
So eat all you can.

We try hard to keep it secert, but still everybody knows,
That Jenny Craig is not the reason, that you're wearing children's clothes.
And one day this situation may seem funny enough to laugh,
The only thing that isn't humorous is breaking you in half.

It's so easy just to swallow,
Then forget it till tomorrow.
Give your appetite a chance to grow,
And then the rest of you will follow.
Cause bewilderment of all the gents,
From your serious lack of fat content.
The only thing that don't make sense,
The reason why you still exist. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 34 [informant] => papajfat [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )

So, How's That Finger Tasting?

Contributed by papajfat on Monday, 21st October 2002 @ 05:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

I got better ways to waste all my money,
It'd be cheaper if I took you to Mickey D's.
Where I'm taking out a loan for your extra cheese,
And it'll end up in the can once you're down on your knees.

Because you eat all you can,
Then open up to swallow your hand.
So concerned about your body,
You've ignored what's inside.
You told me you were hungry,
But apparently you lied.
Three long years of clubs and clinics,
and you still haven't learned.
And I don't know if I can go through this again,
So eat all you can.

You grew sick,
Now a toothpick.
Too drastic,
Well if the shoe fits.

The first thing to go was your a**; No need to stare at it,
At least your bust can never sag; Shaped like a clarinet.
Standing in front of a light; Now you're transparent,
Like a ruler, etch your body with lines; To measure inch by inch.

You must nurish your mind, body, soul,
So engulf this whole jelly roll, But don't.....

Eat all you can,
Then open up to swallow your hand.
You won't digest a meal,
Now there's nothing left of you.
You won't be satisfied,
Till you're in a size two.
The doctor said it could be fatal,
With no fat cells left to burn.
And I don't know if I can handle this again,
So eat all you can.

We try hard to keep it secert, but still everybody knows,
That Jenny Craig is not the reason, that you're wearing children's clothes.
And one day this situation may seem funny enough to laugh,
The only thing that isn't humorous is breaking you in half.

It's so easy just to swallow,
Then forget it till tomorrow.
Give your appetite a chance to grow,
And then the rest of you will follow.
Cause bewilderment of all the gents,
From your serious lack of fat content.
The only thing that don't make sense,
The reason why you still exist.

Copyright © papajfat ... [ 2002-10-21 17:45:00]
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Re: So, How's That Finger Tasting? (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Tuesday, 22nd October 2002 @ 01:11:21 AM AEST
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WOW THIS IS HARSH AND I LOVE IT. I WISH THE BEST FOR YOU AND WHO THIS POEM IS ABOUT!

Re: So, How's That Finger Tasting? (User Rating: 1 )
by norticus on Tuesday, 22nd October 2002 @ 04:06:35 AM AEST
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WOW! I don't know any bullemics but if I did... Wow. I give this a 5 on the Nortiscale. Incredible poetry.

Re: So, How's That Finger Tasting? (User Rating: 1 )
by Emmie74 on Tuesday, 22nd October 2002 @ 11:09:46 AM AEST
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Very interesting. I have a belimic friend, and I will definitly show this to her.

Re: So, How's That Finger Tasting? (User Rating: 1 )
by Twinky on Thursday, 24th October 2002 @ 04:03:10 AM AEST
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this was very good and it has a really good message.... it is harsh but honest and i hope that if it was written to someone that they take what it says into consideration!!!! later, keep up the good work!

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