Bust Watch
Busts that jiggle and busts that rock,
Busts that vanish and busts that drop,
Busts that bounce and busts that sag,
Busts with a life of their own my lads.
Busts are dark and busts are fair,
Busts like melons and busts like pears,
Busts like peas and busts like beans,
Busts with a rhythm in tight blue jeans.
Every taste is catered for,
Every shape who could ask for more,
But here’s the rub, the nightmare fear,
Please God don’t let me get spaniels ears!
© Joseph G Dawson
01/09/2018
