Your poet-sage for the week is the polka guy who wrote this little tune:

I know everyone out there just loves a good polka:


Too Fat Polka

Can she prance up a hill?
No! No! No! No! No!
Can she dance a quadrille!
No! No! No! No! No!

Does she fit in my coupe?
By herself she's a group.
Could she possibly sit up on my knee?
No! No! No! No! No!

She-s too fat for me!
I don't want heryou can have her
she's too fat for me.
She's too fat for me.
She's too fat for me

ohI don't want her
you can have her
please do that for me
She's too fat
she's too fat.
She's too fat for me.

I get dizzyI clet numbo.
When i'm dancing with my Jum-Jum-Jumbo.
She's a twosome
she's a foursome
I seh'd lose some
I would like her moresome.

Now, you know JQP always says "... fat girls need loving too....."