  Ode to my Stomach Oh, how I don't miss seeing you there Now I can once again fit in underwear My rolls are not bulging, flabby and loose I've said my farewells to my hard earned caboose I have full view of feet when I'm standing upright Watch out drag queens, I'm now queen of the night I don't miss all the carbs I've cut out If that means dates then I'm sell out I should focus on my soul is nonsense and such With this new figure I'll never more go dutch 
