Ribs
To the body I wish I could see
Why oh why can't you be me
I wish the work I do in the morning
Would show instead of the cautious warning
That nothing I do will stay
And that layer of fat will remain anyway
Clinging relentlessly to my belly and hips
Oh how I wish you could see my ribs
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