She had broad breasts,
More broad backside,
Oggling at the males
Passing by, she walked on,
Reminiscing of her times
When she was lean
And comely, when
All the neighbourhood boys
Chased for her attention,
She was still comely,
But like the sex queens
Of old time movies,
But with little attention
Paid to her, she felt
Very cheated by the fat
She carried, unable
To reduce her buxom boissom,
Nor the protruding middle,
But had many a n old man's
Stares to her credit.
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This made me smile. It's a good thing I'm several pounds away from that category.