Digestion with Congestion

Feeling blocked up like five-o’clock traffic.

I do apologize, folks, but the theme might get graphic.

I’m likened to an exercise ball over the first four weeks.

Where the person atop it has had blimps for butt cheeks.

No, thank you, to cheese for the rest of my life.

For the clog at my sphincter you couldn’t cut with a knife.