My Thanksgiving poem

Gather around the dinner table..
and i shall tell you a little fable..
about a lady who is enable..
to just move around.. the dinner table
why is she so unstable?
because she is obesely labeled
i wouldnt give her that extra piece of pumpkin pie
Why? because, she just might die..
her weight is really overbearing..
and her table manners are quite daring..
I might just poke at her with a fork..
but im afraid she wouldnt take it as a joke..
sometimes i do wish that she would choke.. on
that turkey carcus.. that she dotes on
with a grunt and a groan.. and then a moan..
and an ocasional bowel movement here and there..
the lady is ready for some more..
so she take the last peice of pecan pie and doesnt let her grand daughter who hasnt had any pie eat it!!#$