(Recent poems are having some backstory since I’ve had to hit up my archives.  This one is simple.  I had to buy a new suit after gaining more weight than I should have.  The tailor’s description of my body type immediately made me think of Middle Earth dwarves, which only became an entertaining thought after I wrote this poem.)

Gotta love Grumpy.

I went to buy a suit

Not knowing how I size

Ignorant of my dimensions

About to learn too much

Broad of shoulders

Short of height

With a bulging gut

Earned by a love of food

I was given the executive cut

Called stocky and compact

My mind defined me otherwise

I was a challenge to fit right

The fitting carried on

As my mind stepped far away

Taking in my stated form

Adding what was missing

I grew a lengthy beard

While donning plated mail

My balding head was covered

By a horn-adorned helm

I am no longer thin

Like the elf I used to be

My days of being spry

Have left me long ago

I am now a bulky dwarf

The surly battle drone

A warrior of stone

Carved from the very earth