The flower seller's fat and she wear a big shawl.
She sits by the curb with her basket and all
The wares that she sells us are not very dear
And are always the loveliest things of the year
Daffodils in April, purple flags in May
Sweet peas like butterflies upon a summer's day.
Brown leaves in autumn, green leaves in spring
And berries in the winter when the carol singer sings.
The flower seller sits with her hands in her lap
When she's not crying 'roses' she's taking a nap
Her bonnet is queer, and she calls you 'my dear'
And sells you the loveliest things of the year!
The flower seller's fat and she wears a big shawl,
She sits on the pavement with basket and all
i am in bsa for life! AHOTLE!
Look at that! A fat, fat cat. That sat on the mat in an old barn door And this cat this fat fat cat It purrs and it spat on its dirty mat on its dusty old floor.
Write out short phrases about the cat, for example: He is fat, he is brown.... Figure out which words rhyme with each: fat: cat, bat, at, mat, hat, pat, sat... brown: frown, town.... And then figure out which sentences can match with the rhyming: He is fat, my little cat. He is brown, and likes to frown. This isn't the best poem ever
Are you fat? I would feel happy that someone touched you and try and find this individual again for more stimulous.
The poem is "You asked me" by Joey MadiaYou asked MeYou asked me if you were PRETTY, I said NO,You asked me if you were FAT, I said YES OF COURSE,You asked me if I WANT to be with me forever,I said NO,You asked me if you will CRY if I walked away, I said NO,You heard to much and needed to leave, so you walked away.I grabbed your hand and told you to stay, and said:"Baby, your not PRETTY, your BEAUTIFUL,The only thing FAT,or BIG about you is your heart,I don't WANT to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever,And baby I wouldn't CRY for you if you walked away because I will DIE."
Your butt is wide, well mine is too Just watch your mouth or I'll sit on you The word is out, better treat me right 'Cause I'm the king of cellulite Ham on, ham on, ham on whole wheat, all right My zippers bust, my buckles break I'm too much man for you to take The pavement cracks when I fall down I've got more chins than Chinatown Well, I've never used a phone booth And I've never seen my toes When I'm goin' to the movies I take up seven rows Because I'm fat, I'm fat, come on (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, come on you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) Don't you call me pudgy, portly or stout Just now tell me once again who's fat When I walk out to get my mail It measures on the Richter scale Down at the beach I'm a lucky man I'm the only one who gets a tan If I have one more pie a la mode I'm gonna need my own zip code When you're only having seconds I'm having twenty-thirds When I go to get my shoes shined I gotta take their word Because I'm fat, I'm fat, sha mone (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) And my shadow weighs forty-two pounds Lemme tell you once again who's fat If you see me comin' your way Better give me plenty space If I tell you that I'm hungry Then won't you feed my face Because I'm fat, I'm fat, sha mone (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) Woo woo woo, when I sit around the house I really sit around the house You know I'm fat, I'm fat, come on (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know, you know, you know, come on (Fat, fat, really really fat) And you know all by myself I'm a crowd Lemme tell you once again You know I'm huge, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, you know, hoo (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) And the whole world knows I'm fat and I'm proud Just tell me once again who's fat
by oswald mbuyiseni mtshali
I am not sure if this is 100% correct but i remember the poem from my school days (back in the early 60s). the flower seller is fat and she wears a big shawl she sits on the kerb with her basket and all the wares that she sells are not very dear and are always the loveliest things of the year daffodils in April purple flags in may sweet peas like butterflies upon a summer day brown leaves in autumn green leaves in spring berries in the winter when the carol singers sing
By Being Fat
Roll her in flower and look for the wet spot
No, passion flower (or passionflower) extract has no particular ability to reduce belly fat.
It means regret, or fat flower.
The poem that begins with "Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room" is "The Emperor of Ice-Cream" by Wallace Stevens. It's a short, enigmatic poem that explores themes of life, death, and the beauty of ordinary moments.
Look at that! A fat, fat cat. That sat on the mat in an old barn door And this cat this fat fat cat It purrs and it spat on its dirty mat on its dusty old floor.
:: Shake the dust :: by Anis Mojani
your big fat penis
no sun flower seeds in food
At the base, where the head meets the stem, the fat part, is the Ovum/ Oval / Ovaries