not big enough for a girdle
I live in a family of big muscular women
Some are as dainty as a hippopotamus
Our family does not have a waist.
None of us have ever had a waist.
Waists are for other people’s families.
We have girdles, but we don’t like wearing them.
Oh you say, “Do they give you a waist?”
Hardly. They are designed to conceal our cookies, pies and cakes.
Because we are an avid eating family.
Sweets is our forte’ we specialize in sweets.
We had a distant cousin stay with us once.
She had never had a sweet or a girdle.
We gave her both.
She disliked the sweet,
And the girdle kept falling off of her.
Not big enough for a girdle.
Sad to the rest of us.
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