I Love Poetry

A friend and I were discussing how we carry things in our bra. This inspired this little bit of rhyme.


I'M GLAD I'M NOT FLAT-CHESTED.

Somewhere to place a wine glass,
Somewhere to place a head.
Somewhere to lose your eyesight to,
When I’m lying down in your bed

Somewhere to catch the toast crumbs,
Somewhere to rest my book
Somewhere to hold my fella’s eyes
When he has that glazed over look.

Somewhere to help me cuddle
Somewhere to aid a squeeze
Somewhere to keep a tissue
When I am about to sneeze.

Somewhere to pop my pencil,
Somewhere to carry my phone,
Somewhere to snuggle my cat in
When I am home alone.


Yes... I’m glad I’m not flat-chested….