A haiku about breasts: the minus side of the plus size

He ogled her so…

His eyes fell down her cleavage

to join the lost crumbs.

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She fished out the crumbs…

but left his eyes in the dark

unless he promised.

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An acknowledgment…

She possessed a brilliant brain

but not in her breasts.

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He remained stubborn…

Possessing a second brain

elsewhere than his head.

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She hired a baby…

They’re just large mammary glands

do you stare at cows?

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His eyes were happy…

He had a mother complex

Oedipus blinded.

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She stood in a storm…

Dressed in her under-wired bra

lightning conductor.

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Electricity…

Stubbornness off the grid

they fried each other.

(c) sarahcpotter, 2012