Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt 1-16-21

Tenacious, accepting no dissent,

Finally displaying her curves with intent

You couldn’t blame her, she’d been dieting for weeks

It was only fair, she thought, to let them peek

Standing in front of a mirror and twirling

Didn’t notice the yarn fabric unfurling

The too snug sweater was too tight still

And now seen unraveling at will

Her mind on a high, spinning with gloat

Hid the truth of the sweater’s surrounding moat.