Chapter 4: Poems

Prompt: Write a poem describing the way someone's clothes fit after they've gained a lot of weight.

Your clothes hug your curves in an unwelcome embrace,
The fabric growing tighter with each passing day.
Where once you had a sense of freedom and space,
Now your outfit holds you in a vice like grip.

It's become too tight, it's not a perfect fit,
The seams have strayed and the buttons have split.
Your form has changed and your trousers have quit,
Your wardrobe no longer able to keep its grip.

Your shirt clings to you like a second skin,
Your dress no longer hangs as it once did.
It's clear your body has changed from within,
Clothes that used to fit you no longer bid.

Your wardrobe is in a state of disarray
As you search for clothes that fit your frame.
Your body has changed in an unexpected way
And your clothes no longer fit quite the same.


Prompt: Write a rhyming poem from the perspective of someone chastising the reader for getting fat.

Your diet you have forsook,
Your figure has gone awry;
It’s time to put down the book
And start to eat more wise.

You've put on pounds galore
And your clothes don't fit quite right.
It's time to cut out the oreos
And downgrade your appetite.

Your health is so important,
To neglect it is a crime;
Get off the couch and be prudent
And give yourself more time.

If you want to be fit again,
It's not too late to start.
Cut out the sweets and the sin
And pick up an exercise chart.

Prompt: Write me a limerick about a young man who gains weight and enjoys it

There once was a young man quite stout
Who gained weight and had no doubt
That he loved his new size
Though it wasn't so wise
He was happy and that was no doubt!

Prompt: Write a limerick with three stanzas about someone who goes to college and overeats in the dining hall until they Outgrow their clothes.

There once was a student from school
Who was quite the gourmand and a fool
He went to the dining hall
Where he stuffed his stomach full
Until his clothes no longer fit him cool

He grew wider and wider fast
His bad habits he could not outlast
He ate every meal every day
And his wardrobe started to fray
His belt was soon under too much stress

He soon had to buy new clothes
No more dining hall food he chose
His mistakes he now understood
And this lesson was so very good
To take care of his body, he swore he would


Prompt: Write a rhyming poem about someone enjoying playing with their fat belly.

My fat belly is so jolly,
It's always a delight!
When I play with it I'm so happy,
It's a wonderful sight.

I bounce it up and down,
It's a wonderful show.
I can't help but feel joy
As I watch it go.

I rub it and I pat it,
I love it so much.
I often give it a squeeze
And start to feel the rush.

My fat belly is a blessing,
It brings me such joy.
It's a great friend to have,
A real bundle of joy.