Big busts well-contained,

Smaller more shapely maintained…

Doesn’t matter the shape–

He goes ape–

And necks are visibly craned.

Doesn’t stare to enjoy,

Being a well-bred boy…

Furtive perhaps

Glance at those paps,

All evidence of looking destroy!

Seeing how fabric and breast,

By lines observing attest…

What’s underneath

Covered but brief?

Around the treasured chest.

Smaller ones just as sufficing,

Richer cakes need less icing…

In man’s mind

He accepts any kind,

For marital splicing!


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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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