You are forty-six today
I am fifty-eight
For forty-six years I hid you
Today we celebrate.
You entered my life
Around the age of twelve
Oh, how you made it
A total living hell.
From the "budding" to "perky"
You were never welcome here
I could no longer climb trees as well
And a shirt I had to wear.
Bosom, ta-ta's, boobs or tits
All the names they call you
Not one
Seemed to fit.
I finally knew
As every lady should
I called you breasts
You made my sweaters look good.
No longer at attention
You've not fared as well as me
Unless confined within a bra
You tend to swing free.
Today we celebrate
I know you are low
But perk up, my beauties!
We've many years to go.
24 comments:
Sorry I am still laughing:) B
Let's hear it for the ta-ta's! I'm clapping mine together for you! ;)
LOL, oh you're to funny this morning!
You are so brave to bare it all about your breasts. baaahaaa
Hahahaha! Too funny! And so true. I love it!
hahaha absolutely love it...and that you celebrate their birthday...may you and they have many more years ahead...and thanks for the smiles today...
Ha! That's wonderful, Gail. I think mine will hang around for some years to come too although I try to make them look perky during the day with a push up bra. I aim for cleavafe and if you run fast it almost looks like it. Congratulations on writing a great ode to your boobs. I am sure they are worthy. xox
too dang funny. and happy birthday to the rest of you. :)
Hasp Birthday . . . this was delightful!
Happy Birthday, Gail!
cant type for laughing.... i shudder to think what my years are, so am not using the calculator to figure it out.
Best birthday poem ever, Gail
Cracked me up!!
=D
PS. Have a good one, free-swinging appendages and all... ;)
Happy Birthday to you and the twins, yay!!!!!!! Great post......to funny....Blessings Francine.
OK I am back I was sure I missed something as I was rolling around on the floor laughing. HAPPY BIRTHDAY Gail. Sorry guess the word about boobies made me lose concentration WEIRD:) B
Happy Birthday Gail to you and the "Girls" ................ LOL
Happy Birthday to your breasts..thanks for the smiles:)
Happy Birthday to you both. That was delightfully funny and sounds familiar. When I was 10, I asked God to please not give me big bothersome breasts.
Dang it! As far as I know, that is my only prayer I know for sure he answered.
I am still smiling! I, too,will not be doing a calculation!
From buds to perky, excellent. I wish they were still perky. Now they are hangy.
OMG - this is just fabulous - you are having a wild day, aren't you. ha,ha My brothers used to tease me and call me "Fried Egg Sister" and when my brother Gary joined the army he brought me a tee-shirt home one weekend with two fried eggs you know where. Actually, I did wear it, but those budding puppies are'nt Fried Eggs anymore. ha,ha
Great Post Gail - loved it.
Oh Gail, this is one for the classics!! I loved it!! Happy, happy Birthday my friend!!!!!!
This was one of the most fun, creative pieces I've read for a long time! Closing in on 60, this tale of the breasts is all to familiar for me, and how I would love to go back to the ten year old girl that got by in just a t-shirt! Yuppers, in so many ways they define us and defy gravity for just long enough to get our hopes up, then they let us down. Such is life! Really great writing here!:-)
Happy Birthday!
You stinker!
Now I have another Saturday morning chore...clean up coffee I spit out laughing!
Sigh.
Really funny!
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