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BREASTS

Breasts
The crest of womanhood
The nest of childhood
The rest of manhood
The best of feeding bottles!

II
Breasts
God’s manna on women!
Love’s manner of affection!
Beauty’s honour of confessions!
Passion’s lollipop!

III
Breasts!
They walk their talks
And talk their walks!
They stock their rocks!
And rock their stocks!

IV
That’s why like engines
They need their constant checkups
…to stay fit
That’s why like free birds
…they need their time out of imprisoning bras!
That’s why like students
…they need frequent inspections
To help them stay in shape
To shape the women we are
And act companions to travel our lifetimes
…with us
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 13, 2020

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6 replies on “BREASTS”

“A wiggle and a walk,
and a giggle, and a talk,
made the world go round . . .
You shake my nerves
and you rattle my brain.
Too much love drives
a man insane.
You broke my will,
but what a thrill.
Goodness gracious,
great balls of fire.”

~ Jerry Lee Lewis 😎

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I love the epiphoric phrase, breasts, in the poem; it does not just beautify the poem like how breasts beautify a woman and make her a woman, but also magnifies the degree of importance of the breasts to not only women but also to the continuation of the human race.

The piece is educative, apt, and beautiful just like the title and subject matter, Breasts.

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