There once was a fat kid named Moes,
So large he could not see his toes.
He kept eating his sweeties
‘til he got diabetes,
Poor old chubby chub Moes.
Down the street lived a fat girl named Rose.
She had her eye on fat Moes.
They went out for lunch,
Moes said on a hunch,
“Gee this could work out, who knows?”
Moes and his lady kept dating.
They met some thin folks who were hating.
They closed both their eyes
And kept eating their pies,
But soon Moes got tired of waiting.
One summer’s day in the sun,
Moes told Rose to meet for some fun.
He got on one knee,
And said with a plea,
“You are my stars, my sun.”
“So please marry me my dear Rose,”
Said our big little man Moes,
She said yes with glee,
Pulled him off that one knee,
And kissed him square on the nose.
There once was a fat kid named Moes,
So large he could not see his toes.
He kept eating his sweeties,
‘til he got diabetes,
But now he’s got his gal Rose.