New Clothes Old Woes
While trying to zip up my pants,
I had to take on that “stantz”
Of sucking in my big gut and bending just the right way;
Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten that éclair the other day!
Before I try on these clothes,
I try to think of a pose,
That sexy way this will make me look or feel,
But I remember that I’ve had three kids and think, “Get Real!”
I go exercise at the gym,
I want to be slim and trim,
I see all the hunks working out on the bars,
While I’m tilting the steering wheel up on my cars.
I need to give you all some alerts!
Stressed spelled backwards is desserts!
I really don’t think it’s a mistake!
It’s getting to be all I can take!
While I hide all my fat,
And make excuses for all of that,
my man brings me roses & candy and lights candles,
And tells me he loves all my rolls and love handles!
Copyright © Elizabeth Glover | Year Posted 2005
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