Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Future of Fat

My patients come to me to suck
From their bodies, unwanted fat.
Pounds abound. I make a good buck.
Also, (keep this under your hat),
I take the blubber I remove,
And have it processed into fuel,
Which runs my car, which goes to prove
That waste not want not is the rule.
Long after all the oil is gone,
Fat will still be in good supply.
Driving cars will continue on.
Fatties will be the reason why.

Fat defrays my gasoline cost.
What I excise becomes exhaust.