Moo Moo

Another randomity:

Running round and round and round,
The girl loses a pound.
"Yes!" she cries,
But then, she sees some pies.

She creeps up quick and easy,
And spots some drinks which are fizzy.
Her heart starts to knock at her ribs,
And she starts to lick her lips.

Calories, fast flowing,
Falls into the churning,
Of a machine, of a factory,
Into the machineary.

Alas!
2 pounds are gained.

Love, Junio