Call Me Fat.

The soft light sponge makes me sing a song,

The fluffy, sweet icing melts on my tongue

The sweet but milky taste delights my palate;

It's too good to eat it at a fast pace,

It's designed to go down with grace!

So please, Go ahead and call me a bun,

Buns are sweeter than the sun,

But I'm the sweeter one.

Anyone would eat my sugar-coated top,

And why not?

I can delight anybody's appetite.

Go ahead! Refer to me as fat!

At least I enjoyed the taste of that!

But please remember, fat is an insult,

to my weight, and not to what I put

Inside my mouth.

It's rude, untrue, and disturbing,

Which is why I'm not listening to

you.

While you behave like a fool,

I will not respond because I'm

Way too cool.

I will sit here and enjoy my bun,

Because my happy song has just

begun.