It seems that I’m spending my day
In a waiting room with Rachel Ray.
My gyno is late,
I’m hating this wait.
Rachel’s turkey? Bedecked on a tray!
The ride to the office was sweet.
Through a drive-thru for caffeine and heat!
Skinny caramel latte,
It’s good for my bottay!
I fear I shall soon wet my seat.
The woman who sits next to me
Has no clue that it burns when I pee!
I know why SHE’S here—
BABY belly! Not beer!