Gourmand

The geese now are bigger than ever.
My house cat is fat as a house.
Over horizon of my bloated belly,
I see a world round with excesses of man

The pigeons are pilfering potato chips,
on the corner of Main St. and Green.
A hot-dog man laughs,
from his thick rolling chin,
“Eat up, and the world will make more.”

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