Fat Behind - A Poem

Fat Behind

[With sincerest apologies to Candlebox for horking around with such a great song as Far Behind]

Now maybe, I didn’t mean to eat so much,
But I did it anyway.

And not maybe: Some would say the food went bad,
But I ate it anyway.

And now maybe, I cannot stand to ignore all the crumbles
As they fall onto the ground.

And now maybe, I might try to run when treats are flying;
Oh they were flying oh so high.

And then one day bipeds look at me, at what they call the shape.
They watch me waddle, as they start to call me home.

But then I had to use a little time
To take a rest again so I could reach them,
‘Cause I have a fat behind.

Now may-ay-ay-be I didn’t mean to eat up all this food,
But I did it anyway.
Now maybe some would say we’re left with not a scrap,
But I couldn’t share the grub.
No, no, no.

Couldn’t share the grub and watch you eat it.

Now maybe, I might have made a big mistake,
'Cause I grew with what I’ve gnawed.

Yes maybe, I might one day slim down great
But won’t you look at how I’ve grown,
Take a look at where food’s gone.

But then supper comes, the kibble holds a smell of what I crave for now in my mind,
As I waddle up to dine.

And so every day I lose control;
Shame this food is gone
So soon, I couldn't help it,
So now I've got a fat behind.

Now may-ay-ay-be I didn’t mean to eat up all this food,
But I did it anyway.
Now maybe some would say we’re left with not a scrap,
But I couldn’t share the grub.
No, no, no.

[HOWL SOLO]

Now may-ay-ay-be, now maybe I didn’t mean to eat up all this food,
But I did it anyway.
Now maybe some would say we’re left with not a scrap,
But I couldn’t share the grub.
I know time has changed my waist,
It grows as I eat the crumbles on the ground,
Look at this chow hound
Yeah I wolf it down
Wolf it down

Maybe now just maybe I didn't mean to eat like this,
Now I've got a fat behind.
Got a fat behind.
Got a fat behiiiiiii-yi-yi-yi-iiiind.