Death By Chocolate

She sits idly by, bon bons at the ready
watching the same old crap on T.V.
rotting teeth dissolving away
just for the thrill of a Grey`s Anatomy repeat

Time for bed, but just one more drink
Nestle`s Quik steaming in a glass
flowing down the gullet like a river
adding pounds to that cellulite ass

Up at dawn for a long day`s work
down to 7-11 for a pick me up
three Snickers and a Yoo-hoo
mixed together in a Big Gulp cup

The whistle blows, the time clock clicks
off to McDonald land for a quick snack
a triple fudge shake will do indeed
capillaries in search of a heart attack

She was found three days later
slumped over the wheel of her ford
quadruple mocha cappuccino in one hand
melted malted balls in the other, oh lord

The funeral flowers sure were pretty
surrounded by a huge Hershey gift basket
her dying wish was now complete
buried along in her special dark casket

Copyright © 2007 By Timothy r