More on my middle

Hey diddle diddle there’s more on my middle,

I need to go down for a walk!

But when there’s time and the weather is fine,

I go meet my friends and we sit down and talk.

It’s coffee or chai with some nice apple pie,

And soon we’re on a lovely sugar high.

There’s more on our middles than every before,

We’re women of substance you see,

There’s grey in our hair and it’s gonna stay there,

It’s a sign that the years have shaped us, with care.

There’s more on our middles than every before,

We’re women of substance – we are so much more.

To friendship. To food. And to substance.