It maketh me to sit down and stuff myself.

It leadeth me to my refigerator repeatedly.

It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Wopper.

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 cookies, they comfort me.

When the table is spread before me, it execiteth me.

For I knoweth that soon I shall dig in.

As I filleth my plate continuously, my clothes runneth smaller

Surely, bulges and excess weight shall follow me all the days of my life.

And I will be fat forever.