The Short, Sad Life Of Anorexic Nancy Armstrong

                         The Short, Sad Life Of Anorexic Jenny Armstrong


She was determined to set the world on fire.
Not realizing what she would be forced to withstand.
She was warned that the requirements were dire
But brushed it aside and went ahead as planned.

Jenny started each day with a huge glass of pop.
But she found she wasn't losing enough weight.
So breakfast was shunned and lunch was at a full stop.

She feared her skinny wishes came too late.

Jenny wanted perfection and nothing less.
She didn't realize the trap she was moving toward.
Where this would all end was anyone's guess
She wanted so much to earn the "skinniest" award.

Had she seen the trouble she was in
It might have put her on a different path.
But nothing would do, just becoming real thin
Little knowing she'd be dead like Sylvia Plath.

One morning her parents tried to awaken her.
They shook her and called out her name.
But it was too late---she just wouldn't stir
Her life was snuffed out like an extinguished flame.

Her family didn't know what to do.
Their child was cold, stiff and dead.
Let this be a warning: It's sadly quite true
That starvation had reared it's ugly, cold head.