FAST.

And if you’re trying to slim down
Then be careful of the image
That shouts for attention as you pass
The endless glass walls of the modern world,
As it can hurl you a curve ball of tragic proportions,
And even on the road side proof lets loose
A howl of unmissable statistics for you to refute.

So never trust what you see in the screens
Of those stores with the perfect mannequins inside,
Or the distorted blimp of you that, costume like,
Clothes them as you slide by,
And those car windows should be skipped passed too,
As they’ll spin you in so many directions
You’ll be convinced that there’s no connection
Between what you’re trying to achieve and what you see.

In fact try not to act
On the impulse to check your reflection
In any surface with length enough to render it,
And as for the wicked witch mirror in the hall,
Forget that too,
As it will only tell you what you want to hear,
So stay clear,
And go out the back way,
And at night,
When your diet.