I have a fine friend, Miss Huge.
She is big and sometimes scary.
When she competes in the luge..
she uses the RMS Queen Mary.
She is good about cleaning her teeth;
she uses a motorized street cleaner.
Her breasts are each like Mt. Everest,
and each month she is even meaner....
than the hordes of Genghis Khan, ......
though she's pretty.... like a summer swan.
[a HUGE one]
When it's mealtime for my friend,
she eats like there's not an end...
to her appetite, from what I've seen.
She'll eat an orchard clean, AND...
then she'll move on to a big city zoo...
and eat each creature, NOT one or two.
So, though she's my oldest and best friend,
when her mealtime arrives I am not around,
'cause if she sees me move, my life will end,
and in her guts I'd swim, ....making not a sound.
(October 27, 2014)
Bri Edwards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/miss-huge-humor-humour-fantasy-body-size-short-enough/
