Back By Zero Demand

Haven't written a thing in a month or two,
But it's back by zero demand.
If everyone could just form an orderly queue,
We wouldn't want things to get out of hand.

A succession of phrases which rhyme will follow,
And there's plenty to go around.
Though the sentiment may seem to you to be hollow,
To me these words are profoundly profound.

I'd say there's no more pressing a matter,
To face society today.
Some people get exponentially fatter,
While others continue to waste away.

I understand that it must be hard,
When you struggle to reach your own laces.
You should maybe cut down your consumption of lard,
Once your forced to replace your belt with braces.

On the other hand it can't be easy,
When your problem is not that you're big.
But rather the thought that if it gets breazy,
It's more than likely you'll break like a twig.

So I would propose a special new tax,
To act as a kind of quick fix.
Whenever a fat person gives in and snacks,
They'll be forced to force-feed a thin guy a twix.