I know you've waited
with breath all bated
for me to talk about my boobies.

Since it's that time
why not a rhyme
that won't cost you any loonies!

Fric and Frac
used to go whop and WACK
until I mashed them to my chest.

Now they just bounce
with a little eensy flounce
in their comfy lycra nest.

Oh cleavage, dear cleavage,
please accept this homage,
to your wily, eye-capturing ways.

The shorter the shirt,
the better the dirt
do I get after a night of sin and craze.

Boobies of mine,
creamy skin like fine wine,
today I revel in your beauty.

Tomorrow, with luck,
some trashy clothes and a dose of pluck,
maybe you'll net me some manly Booty!!