(poem about body dysmorphia for mental health charity's advertising competition)
A sad little piggy
I sit in my pen
I’m nothing like Barbie
(But you’re nothing like Ken)
I nose you seen me
I felt you looking
I’m dieting again
So there’s no point cooking.
It’s funny
I spoke to a bloke by the Tyne
I said I feel ugly
He said I look fine.
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