The Ecphorizer

Dear Lord, let fashion find beauty in
Females who just give up on staying thin!

Let charisma and loveliness abound
In us who are permanently round.

To share all her bounty was Nature's intent
So measure our worth by caloric content.

Let us read every diet
And never try it...

Let us laugh at a "loss-goal"
As we butter a French roll!

Let us find our true mates
While munching carbohydrates,

And let him whisper the words we long to hear,
"You are indeed much woman, my love, my dear!