300 pounds-By Susan Thomas

I can see it now.
How the cookie that's oh so sweet.
Makes a woman,
Morph into a 300 pound whale.
Fat ripples with every step,
Like the morning tide,
In the wee hours of the mourn.
At the moment...
I resemble a chubby cat.
But i'm only
One pizza slice away,
One piece of cake away,
One donut or cookie away
From becoming...
That 300 pound whale.