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thighs—Thin \ t 8 ^ fdg / tffiitgff , so weak they limp With tib & 10 W belty than a shrimp ; I know them well- ^ -the skinny set—It ' s not tfie first time we have met ; With not a pound of flesh among em ,
No Wonder my condition stung ' ; Their jealousy must needs be great , A handsome woman ' s what they hate ; Poor insignificant abortions ! Augh ! how I pity their proportions ! And am I to be trampled under By vermin such as these , I wonder ?
Shall these presume the law to give , And tell me how I am to live ? What eat ? what drink ? how much per diem ? The nasty wretches—I defy ' em , No , heaven be praised , I'm no such clod , I ' ve st ; ill some spirit left , thank God ; And this I Vow—while there remains
A single drop within these veins , Or thesie poor bones have any flesh on ,
I'll not submit to such oppression ; I'll let the spiteful creatures know I never will be diddled so , No , never , as I would be saved . * —
And here she literally raved , € , they may clamour as they will , So help me God I'll have my fill—So help me God , as I ' m a sinner , *\ I'll never take a smaller dinner— >¦ So help me God , I never will be thinner Jj
So saying , she burst a blood-vessel , And back in mortal stupor fell , She fell—and , with her latest breath , Faintly repeating still—when Death Stood grinning at her very sidef I never — will — be thinner '—died .
Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 2, 1835, page 305, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2645/page/13/