Here's another one that may move you to tears ......

As I lay in my bed and thinking

I met the biotch when I was drinking

The skin that shimmered in the night

Turned out to be some cellulite

Her breath, so sweet the night before

By morning was a dog's back door

The teeth so perfect, straight and true

Went in a glass when we were through

The demon drink had struck again

Now who will listen to my pain?

She may be gone, but not forgotten

I'll drink again, then sh*g her rotten

All things being equal, fat people use more soap