Boobs Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Boobs
They blossomed forty-two years ago
And I didn't want them then!
Now, I still want to get rid of them
They are heavy in the shower
And saggy without a bra
They do nothing for me
Except flop in the wind
Like oranges in pantyhose
How I hate them
I wish I had smaller one but genetics
Caused me to have these coconuts
Because men just stare at them
And not through the windows of
My soul
I am questioning my personality
Only if I had regular boobs
I would have a slight piece of confidence
Many a times we never know what is good for us, I believe everything what we have be it body and its parts, they all have some or the other role to play to keep the balance, though we may or may not like it. It is like the grass look greener on the other side. Thought provoking poem.
2) to be grateful.with God's gift(s) A 5 Stars and to My Favourites!
1) Dear LeeAnn, I like your complain-poem, but I have none like yours, just normal, but IF I may tell you, whatever the Lord has given us, it has all a function, please start to remember or think: WHICH function. True fascinating poem, be grateful
Did you know that many women have breast-reduction surgery? If they really bother you that much, this may be something you want to consider.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/14/2024 2:50:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Boobs, OOPS! I have commented this, only the day date has not changed yet. But still very enjoyable poem, dear LeeAnn!