Look at him,
With that blubber gut;
It looks like it took a weed whacker,
To create that messed up haircut.
Look at him,
With his big melon head;
If he skipped a few meals,
A small country would be fed.
Look at him,
Skipping baths on days that end in "y";
He's wearing a "co-ed naked" T-shirt,
Along with his Porky Pig tie.
Look at him,
My replacement, to stop her grief;
so she says,
But to me, he looks more like comic relief!
