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Belts, around my body,
Belts, my waist embodies,
Belts, if your pants come undone, belts.
When I was lighter, my waist tighter so pants stayed,
I never had a problem with body gaining weight.
But now my abs are gone, my size is not obscure,
Now I try to eat whole pies, need tightness for my drawers.
Belts keep from my can, pants falling down
Sights you won't appreciate rear view abounds.
Belts need, extra holes I'm getting round,
If I sneeze, my belt frees.
And how my waist inflates used staples they don't stay,
Pants fabric's tension torn to shreds at my buffet.
By every hot dog stand sellouts they are assured,
Zoo had a mind to tag my hind thought hippos weren't secure.
Belts do all they can, butt's scraping ground,
But you must appreciate my love of round.
Belts keep, my rear view from being frowned,
Feel that breeze, geeze belt's free.
When I was thinner, so much lighter when I weighed,
I never heeded chubby body signs that I sustained.
But now my shape is gone, my meals became hardcore,
I've refined my big behind and widened up the doors.
Belts made of Kevlar, support my round,
Now I hear anaconda length coming out.
Belt me, keep my pants off of the ground,
A tight squeeze, sneezed belt's free, help me, belt me, down.
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