Nicola Kelly Poems
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From Lemons To Melons
From lemons to
As my hormones had arrived,
So did wobbly bits on my chest,
Like they'd been pumped up over night,
I had what they call a breast.
I tried to keep them under wraps,
As my body changed as a teen,
Was embarrassed I had them,
And didn't want them to be seen.
My mum said you need a bra,
I may have a pair that'll fit,
Was a lacy blue A cup,
Which just covered my little bits.
As I started to get older,
They just continued to grow,
Was happy at a C cup,
In their place not hanging low.
Sense Of Self
Sense of self
He was a man of great wealth,
In a mansion living by hisself,
His former honey had only wanted his money,
With no one to trust but oneself.
A big winner of the lottery,
Had revealed to all his identity,