![]() A Lioness and her cubsA Poem by bohat barishMy hips are spectacular The size, the shape, the
softness Abundance is found in my
curves What did you have for
your last meal Did you order the fat
free dressing No croutons Skip the cheese People die without
knowing a fulfilling meal Bellies ache, extended
like in the infomercials But what am I to do Send them my fries I wish Instead I choose to
indulge I want to say bad
things, tell people I hate my body and my shape But I am raising two
girls I want them strong I am like a lioness who guards her young Pride is needed, love is
needed Instead of "poor
me" I try to model adoration I am amazing I am gorgeous I am smart I am strong So are my daughters © 2018 bohat barish |
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