To eat or not to eat, that is the question.
Whether 'tis better to opt for ingestion
Or to take arms against stuffing my craw
Like the hungriest pig that the world ever saw,
And by refraining, drop a ton,
And then perchance, when I am done,
Comfortably fit in my bathroom tub?
But what if I starve to death? There's the rub!
For in that pause from eating I
Might miss my vitamins and die,
Not corpulent, perhaps, but still
A corpse that did not eat its fill,
A fate so bad it can't compare to
The jiggly paunch my flesh is heir to.
To eat or not? I'll answer when you
Kindly bring the dinner menu.
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