My Stomach Grows To Nose

My food gets eaten
Whilst i get beaten
At hockey
The mud will blind me
My stomach will find me
In a trolley
I'd like to believe that
I could be that
Thin pig
But as things stand
My eating is banned
By a leg

So don't come crying to me when the world ends
At least i'll try to stand and defend
All my rights for which i pay
All the seconds of every day
Perhaps you don't know me that well but
You surely can't eat that whole halibut
The choking is so sure to begin
Then you'll realise that
Although i'm fat
You'll never win