Do your boobs hang low
Do they sway to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot
Can you tie them in a bow
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like a continental soldier
Do your boobs hang low
Do they touch your toes
Or go up to your nose
Do they jump around
Or fly to the ground
Are they nice and fat
Or just go splat
Do your boobs hang low
Are you old enough
That putting on a bra is tough
Do you tuck them in your jeans
By any necessary means
Do they match your socks
But you wish they were hard as rocks
Do your boobs hang low
Can they land a plane
Or are they just insane
Are they big and round
Or cannot be found
Do they make you very happy
Or just gloomy and so sappy
Do your boobs hang low
Don't go under the knife
Like some Stepford wife
Yours are one of a kind
And very hard to find
They may not be uber perky
But a bit silly jerky
Do your boobs hang low
Today is your special day
And they won't get in the way
They will act extra cute
And put themselves on mute
Will listen to you and all
At your beck and call
YOUR BOOBS DON'T HANG LOW
YOU ARE READING
ME Survivor (Book 3)
Poetry17 million people around the world suffer from Myalgic Encephalomyelitis or ME and it is incurable and untreatable. The disease is called ME but Chronic Fatigue Syndrome or CFS is the name the CDC gave it. Doctors for the most part think that it is...
