Ode to my boobs


Swing low dear tits o’ mine
You pillowy puffs, you chesty bum
Ten times a day my lass has dined
And now thou art level with my tum.

Swing low sweet Eartha Kitts
And spout thy milk across the floor
Your nipps as tough as a witch’s bits
Oh! Who could ask for talents more?

Swing low my sonsie twins
Enslaved within your nanna bra
That peachy sack that pains my ribs
What joy to free you for an hour!


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