My Appetite is My Shepard (Pound 23)
 
 My appetite is my shepherd; I always want.
 It maketh me sit down and stuff myself.
 It leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly.
 It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Whopper.
 It destroyeth my shape.
 Yea, though I knoweth I gaineth, I will not stop eating
 For the food tasteth so good.
 The ice cream and the cookies, they comfort me.
 When the table is spread before me, it exciteth me
 For I knoweth that I sooneth shall dig in.
 As I filleth my plate continuously,
 My clothes runneth smaller.
 Surely bulges and pudgies shall follow me all the days of my life.
 And I shall be "pleasingly plump" forever.
 
 Amen