The roll of flab comes over the arm rest and enters my private space
It was my turn to keep my prejudices to myself
While he gave me a huge roll of fat all over my arms
The sweaty watch strap the three chins and the beady eyes focusing in
I didn't give him permission to flood over me with that roll of fat
Or encourage the man to eat or avoid treatment
The steamy vapor changes our seat space
He burps casually relieving himself with several heavy breaths after
He laughs at a joke using animal puns on his instagram
The flab flexes, expands and contracts flacid and moist
The first yellow dusted snack makes it's way from stained fingers
Those fine yellow dust particles accumulate
Then the man sneezes and the yellow cloud covers the slim hostess
Her shriek made the man jump and the bag of cheetos spilt all over us
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