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Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Government Strikes Overeaters Nationwide (A Satire)
It’s a cruel world out there, and America just got a little more vicious. As you may have noticed, obesity rates have been skyrocketing in the U.S. and there’s nothing to do except to politely remind this select group of people that they don’t have to be fat. They can be fat and poor. America has finally become fed up and bitter with sweets. The government recently passed a law that targets these sugar-loving gluttons and might make them think twice…or make the government come out of debt.
Today, the President passed a law permitting the taxing of everything that is high in anything from sugar and calories, to fats and carbohydrates. These treats include energy drinks, candy bars, sodas, doughnuts, sugary cereals, and much,much more. The profits from these fat-filled finger foods will go to the newly invented Food from the Overfed fund, which reaches out to the scrawny children across the world.
The nation is at a stand-still as the physically fit hold their breath and sugar-addicts weigh their options. Convenient stores across the country are held in the suspense of an intense decision: risk the extra dollar and be unhealthy, or save money at the risk of cheating the hungry kids around the world. McDonald’s is frozen as the customers carefully scrutinize the newly renovated McValue Menu, now in effect nation-wide.
In the wake of these decisions, candy store owners ponder whether or not they will be going bankrupt, while ice cream shop employees gloomily scrub the tables of their now-empty dining areas. Meanwhile, dentists across the nation contemplate fulfilling their middle school dreams of becoming rodeo clowns and ventriloquists.
As our helpless country is shaken by the choice before them, searching for someone to turn to, a leader rises in the form of Viliam Silvester, author of the best-selling books Buns of Blubber and To Binge, Or Not To Binge. In his books, he uncovers the thought process of the average American. As he tries to make us understand the psychological process behind it, he uses every excuse from “Eating makes me feel less lonely,” to “Being bigger makes me feel more important.” Silvester frowns upon this thinking and encourages trying a healthier--and now cheaper--diet for a change. He encourages them to stop thinking with their stomachs and start thinking with their severely-clotted hearts. However, Silvester is unable to answer the most important question. He can’t tell us what the people will choose.
Don't Forget Me
Don't Forget Me
Days go by slower
As life gets me lower.
I've lost all track of time.
Thinking it'd last was my only crime.
What made me believe I could smile forever?
What brought me to think we'd be together?
When you're ready to leave, go ahead,
I hope by then, I'll be dead.
But when your time comes to leave me behind,
Just keep my memory in the back of your mind.
I'll still stare into space, thinking of what could've been,
Even though thinking of you would be a sin.
Don't look back to me, because you deserve much better.
Just keep with you, my final letter.
And when I die, you'll be my last thought,
All of the pain that, to you, I brought.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Diary of Juliet
Nothing stops the sadness,
Nothing dulls the pain.
Nothing makes this go away,
I'll always be insane.
I'm sorry I won't be out today,
I'm sorry if I swore.
I'm sorry that I'll never be,
The way I was before.
I've had it with the promises,
I've had it with the lies.
I've had it, and I just don't care,
If everyone else dies.
If I could be with him one day,
If I could stop the tears.
If I could just be happy,
I could soften all your fears.
But nothing stops this madness,
But nothing dulls this ache.
But nobody would stop me if,
It was my life to take.
The First Break
I kiss you goodnight, because I love you,
I tell you you're right, because I love you.
I build your self esteem, because I love you,
I call you my dream, because I love you.
The "forever" promises make me cower, because you hurt me,
I cherished every god-forsaken hour, but then you hurt me.
Now I struggle to keep the tears at bay, because you hurt me,
And it's for your loneliness I pray, because you hurt me.
I cry myself to sleep, because I hate you,
And your secrets I still keep, although I hate you.
The apology, I refuse to receive, because I hate you,
But I can't bring myself to ever leave, because I still love you.
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