WONDER WOMAN, UNCORSETED: Long live the wobble, the wiggle, the woman!

 

Wonder Woman’s put on weight,

She’s no longer a trim size eight.

Her Wonderbra no longer fits,

It’s far too small for her lush tits!

 

Her thigh gap’s now a friendly smush

of blubberlicious jiggly stuff.

And that once-tight, heroic tush?

She’s let it grow, just like her bush!

 

Wonder Woman doesn’t care,

She loves her comfy underwear.

She’s done with squeezing into tights

To rescue strangers, day and night.

 

Wonder Woman beckons you –

Let go, let live, let you shine through.

Choose softness, truth, humanity –

Her dearest wish, her legacy.

 

This Christmas, give books!

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MY HORRENDOUS, BEAUTIFUL, SURPRISINGLY GOOD YEAR: Socially obliterating? Absolutely. Soul-crushing? Pas du tout!