This poem was written during a Skype conversation with my longtime friend Marti, as I tried to describe my earlier post about my (ahem) breasts! I started penning it and then just had to continue. If you haven’t already, you should read the poem in the below URL first, then come back to this one!
I did a selfie of my boobs—clad most decently.
The problem is I’m 68 and did it recently!
I only had two-dozen views—not many. Even worse,
only eleven “liked” them! Perhaps I should rehearse
the proper angle I should use, and maybe use a filter.
What’s more, I have just noticed that my right boob is off-kilter.
I’ve not the right equipment to star as fashion’s slut,
for my boobs will never measure up to Kim Kardashian’s butt!