Breast Implants 2 Poem by Ramona Thompson

Better believe babe that we're through if you don't get you a brand new pair
For me and my friends to play with
Remember this, lover girl
Everything including the life of that little monster you call a cat depends upon what you decide here tonight
Away that clock is ticking
So if I were you baby, I'd make up my mind and I'd make it fast

Tick tick tick
There ain't much time left to me your final answer, honey
I suggest you speed it up a bit if you want that so badly to stay on your finger
Maybe I should implant them for you myself
Rather you want them or not

Please don't make me act so darn mean, girl
Listen
You know I love me and only want the breast...err I mean the best for me
If you love me then you'll get them put in
A nice set of yummy yums for me and my dad to sink our teeth into
During the most mind blowing threesome that you've ever had

Naked and trembling
You stand before me
A sad A cup mess
My wife, my lover and my sister
All rolled into one freaky redneck mess
There must be some part of you that sees what I see when I look at you

An ugly never once
An old hag with not much to offer at all
Not even a pretty one toothed smile
Trust me, honey
Someday you'll see that getting that flat boring chest enchanced was for the best

Or else!

2008 Ramona Thompson