From Boyes, appropriately,
Reduced, inappropriately.
Loads bigger than mine,
And yet, just my size.
Not Platex,
But a bra for the way you are not,
Only £2.99.
And when you recline
They stay looking fine,
The whole lot
Just stays put,
Two big, too big baps, on the spot,
Standing on parade.
Combined with latex
Shapewear
I feel I want to shout,
“I’m no longer a pear,
But something divine.”
Only, would a divine thing embody lies,
Or want to look like a barmaid?
There’s a metaphysical question,
Just as a suggestion,
To try and persuade
You I’m not scraping the barrel
For something to write about.
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