Apples and Pears
Apple-women have it tough.
They mustn’t eat the yummy stuff
but pear-shaped women, bless their butts,
can feed on cakes and chips and nuts
with lesser risk of clogging up.
See how pear-shaped women sup;
they eat their fill of clotted cream.
They eat it ’til the cows come home
with more supplies for them to scoff.
Look at how much wine they quaff.
No point in envy, apple friends –
You know that fate controls our ends.