Burning Bras Poem by gershon hepner
Burning Bras
They don’t shoot horses any more––
do they burn bras?
Is such behavior now a bore?
Have men from Mars
restored the lifting of the boobs?
Have women all
put back the toothpaste in the tubes?
Should men who fall
for nipples now regret relapse
of moral forces
of former feminists? Perhaps
they don’t shoot horses
any more,
but I adore
the breasts exposed down to their nipples,
so squeezable by Mr. Whipples.
5/3/06
Just the conversation we were having today >> bra burning..and yes, nipples (I made my very pregnant daughter-in-law a very pregnant figural vase) ..you had me right up to Mr. Whipples. However amusing...yeeesh, , , more than just a little creepy! Loved this, Gershon. Happy birthday! Sandra
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4/16/2024 4:17:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's the way you sing them, Gersh, you salacious devil! : -) Love, Gina.