Tubby Girl Remembers the Glory Days of Yore

I used to sashay into a room And see all the guys just stare Now when I waddle in a room I get cuddled like a bear I reveled in the very fact That I was just sizzling hot Now I feel rather lukewarm Marilyn Monroe I am NOT! I used to have a tiny waist That accentuated my breast Now there are lots of tiny rolls That go right up to my chest People like to touch my arms They remind them of a pillow And when I walk, do watch out! My bum does jiggle like jello Although now I am not streamlined Unlike Angelina Jolie I’m still happy with who I am Cause there’s beauty inside of me I don’t think that a woman’s meant To be merely some skin and bones But rather curvaciously soft Or her pokiness will bring groans And yet I confess to moments When I wish I could turn back time I want to be drop dead gorgeous Not skinny… but full and sublime Well, this lament is getting lame So I'll start the exercise craze I still want to make men go weak So they’ll stare at me in a daze! But Belly Dancing won’t be fun There just won’t be enough to shake So maybe I’ll just stay this way And be good...for heaven’s sake! Eileen Manassian Ghali