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[face=Comic Sans MS]I've decided this poem needs resurrecting. There seems to be a bit of a 'fattist' issue bubbling again in other areas so for all the 'women of substance' this is for you. [/face]
Experience is not what happens to you;
it is what you do with what happens to you.
-Aldous Huxley
I do think this poem on "fat" is good and so true!!
Walk any street in America, what do you see?
Fat women waddling
Fat men smoking fat cigars
Fat children munching fatburgers
Fat cars with fat tires
Why?
Could it be that someone wants it that way?
“Consumption is the basis of Capitalism”
Fat women go to gyms and read diet books
Fat men do nothing because they don’t mind belly overhang
Fat Children know what tastes good, not what’s good for them
Fat cars consume gas/oil and pollute
It’s time to stop letting FAT run the economy
It’s time to get rid of corporate fat cats
It’s time to get rid of fat politicians
It’s time for everything to slim down…
Ray lucero
However one of my favourite poems about women is this:
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing of my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Wiz Thankyou thankyou, you have just stopped me from getting VERY heated with certain narrow minded misguided forum members, with your beautifull words
You get out of life what you are prepared to put in x
Christine wrote:Wiz Thankyou thankyou, you have just stopped me from getting VERY heated with certain narrow minded misguided forum members, with your beautifull words
Thank you Christine, I'm so pleased you liked my poem, and found the words useful, but I was sorry to read that some forum members have been upsetting you.
Ah thanks Wiz but they didnt do too much damage he he, ive got broad shoulders and broad hips and so on and so forth
And im sorry to say i did respond to them but i wasnt as cross as i had originally had been and thats thanks to you
You get out of life what you are prepared to put in x
We are a band of sisters
And firmly do we stand.
Our one mission in this life is to fight the gastric band
We will not pass a cake shop
We will accept a treat
We will pop naughties in our mouths
And hope that they taste sweet
And if our clothes go up a size
We'll blame the tumble dryer.
Out go the skimpy silly things and thongs go on the fire.
In the mirror what we see is you and me ,and yet
Were pleased in life for who we are
Cos what you see is what you get.
This is my little donation to all of us who are a bit rounder in life
You get out of life what you are prepared to put in x
I hate to hear people talking about size.
About 5 years ago I lost a very dear colleague, because he went to have a gastric banding and it burst and he died weeks later having never recovered.
He was the sweetest, gentlest, kindest, funniest, man I ever had the pleasure to work with. He died leaving a loving wife and 2 teenage children heartbroken. His family all begged him not to do it. His wife was a nurse too who worked opposite shifts from him in the same dept with us. We knew the family well. But pressure from people about his weight forced him to go and have that operation that took his life.
Even after 4 weeks in ITU on a ventilator with only bags of nutrition keeping him alive, when I saw him in his coffin, he hadn't lost once single gram. He was just the same size I had always known him.
People are so much more than their frame.
R.I.P Big Gazza.
"I think I may have swine flu…….I've come out in rashers "
The real tradgedy is that here in the west people are killing themselves by not controlling their diets and increasing activity levels....and no amount of drugs diets or surgery will really alter that. Obesity is a huge problem (if you excuse the pun) and if people dont get a grip and take control there will be an epidemic of obesity related illnesses and conditions - cancer, heart disease, diabetes, joint conditions and arthritis to name a few, it is critical.
When Kate Moss, despite all her weaknesses and faults said "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels" she had a point.
I have a little Satnav, it sits there in my car.
A Satnav is a driver's friend it tells you where you are.
I have a little Satnav, i've had it all my life.
It's...
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Going to Ipswich the other day on the M25 the nice women on the satnav told me to turn right. :lol: on the way back (again on the M25) she said at the roundabout take the 2nd turning :lol:
I have a little teapot, Tigger is her name,
Every cup I draw from her, always pours the same,
I warm the pot, and brew the the tea, the way that I've been shown,
A little tea,...
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I love my tea too! Like the poem very much, thankyou. :)
I'm pleased you liked my little poem KJB. Thank you. :D