The Constructive Bra | work in progress

translator:  Caveman1

translated poem: Konstruktywny biustonosz (Piotr Sobota) - Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
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Motto: "Ob-la-di, ob-la-da/ Life goes on, bra"
(the Beatles)
(a fe/male/ text)

Though it hurt me in my right breast
To the left breast it gave a rest
It cost me a fortune to buy
It was a good first class to try
It was a well-known catwalk brand
And it meant more:grand to stand
It keeps upright both my tits
Wearing it I loose my wits
The problem's with underwire
Who gave me this pain on fire?
I prayed in the holy shrine
Asked that guy from holy wine
I asked also nieghbour mine
To investigate it fine
Am I crooked, am I humpy?
Pain in me is awfully bumpy
Been trying hard to find the clue
What's in that bra of mine,phew
My neighbour pressed hard both my tits
Looking closely with no limits
Now his wits are all in knots
"They're not tits, they're hot spots"
"Solution is easy to plan:
You're all a cheater,my man".




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