Inner goddess

 Some strive to be like Venus 

They jog and trot and run

They tummy tuck their bodies

for the perfect swimsuit sun

They say their inner goddess 

likes to be a perfect weight

But Venus of Willendorf 

likes cake upon her plate

Oh hail the inner goddess 

With her giant floppy boobs

Depicted by the ancients

With her stomach fat and tubes

Oh reverence dear lady

I will offer you my cup

I'd fall on to my knees

But then I can't get up