New Jersey’s crusty governor,
May entertain a Christie dream
Of saying no-no-no no more
And--not forsaking Krispy Kreme--
Becoming pres, with widest aft,
Since rotund William Howard Taft.
Some say, so what? Obama smoked
(The White House doesn’t need a saint)
Before Michele all hell provoked.
Barack the puffer chose restraint
So he can credibly discuss
What is and isn’t good for us.
Among our biggest threats to health
Is nationwide obesity.
As much as care that drains our wealth,
It’s plain on any street to see:
Pedestrians who barely walk.
So fat are they, bystanders gawk.
To aid such folks, the Danes just passed
A tax on sales of fatty food.
New revenue leaves Chris aghast,
So don’t imagine he’d collude
In what’s as helpful as this sounds.
But might he shed a hundred pounds?
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