A mountain of junk-food set out shame
A forty-inch waistline, McDonalds to blame
Rank-smelling sample obtained from beneath
The televised world of Gillian McKeith
Professor of excrement, guru of slim
Her mission in life-everyone at the gym
Loud-voiced and feisty, tiny, petite
She’ll lecture and hector -you are what you eat
If you should falter, she’s round at your house
Ranting and raving, your cravings to douse
Healthy alternatives all shades of green
Double cheeseburger, nowhere to be seen
Semi-starvation and exercise too
All in the mantra of what’s good for you
Three pounds a week is what you should lose
Don’t try for one moment that plan to abuse
Several months later, polished and preened
Thirty pounds lighter you’re fit to be screened
Preach to the viewers your new found belief
Never again to need Gillian McKeith
A year or so later
Forty pounds gain
God give you strength to meet Gillian again
