Oh my goodness! - A Non-Entry
Well, I’m here to tell the truth at last.
You see, I don’t like pants and bra’s at all
but age for me has caught up with my past.
When young, I'd quickly answer to the call.
“Go topless” I would hear them shout aloud
and, being young, I went along with them.
In strife, more times than not, I still stood proud
until I saw my friends create mayhem.
“Come home” my Dad would yell “You must behave!
Your Mum's in tears to see you act like this.”
And, like good daughters do, my pride I'd save,
behaving like the perfect little Miss.
The years flew by and life became more hectic
and still I kept my undies 'neath my clothes.
My boobies sagged and now became pathetic
and all my body parts I came to loathe.
I shuffle round the house each morn and night;
no bras or pants upon my bod I wear
and, when it’s time to dress - not look a fright,
I shower and brush my teeth and comb my hair.
Be warned!! Though you look good without your bra,
when they 'go south' there’s nothing you can do
but, though they might not be quite up to par,
I guarantee they'll still intrigue King Hugh!!
Joan Benecke September 22, 2007
Well, I’m here to tell the truth at last.
You see, I don’t like pants and bra’s at all
but age for me has caught up with my past.
When young, I'd quickly answer to the call.
“Go topless” I would hear them shout aloud
and, being young, I went along with them.
In strife, more times than not, I still stood proud
until I saw my friends create mayhem.
“Come home” my Dad would yell “You must behave!
Your Mum's in tears to see you act like this.”
And, like good daughters do, my pride I'd save,
behaving like the perfect little Miss.
The years flew by and life became more hectic
and still I kept my undies 'neath my clothes.
My boobies sagged and now became pathetic
and all my body parts I came to loathe.
I shuffle round the house each morn and night;
no bras or pants upon my bod I wear
and, when it’s time to dress - not look a fright,
I shower and brush my teeth and comb my hair.
Be warned!! Though you look good without your bra,
when they 'go south' there’s nothing you can do
but, though they might not be quite up to par,
I guarantee they'll still intrigue King Hugh!!
Joan Benecke September 22, 2007
Author notes
Of course you know little of what I’ve written is true, except of course about our dear King Hugh who enjoys learning anything about boobs and adding to his Boobology experiences.
In a list
A contest entry
- This CONTEST # 21 IS ONLY OPEN FOR HUGH WYLES FAVORITES. by huguenauties.
750 points, ended September 28, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is fun Joan, I enjoyed your witty reminiscence!


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ha ha ha great write!
loves ya loads
til

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Dear Joan,
I enjoyed your poem, though some of it may not true..the part I'm sure about is..
what you had to say about King Hugh!
Love and Hugs,
Your Soul/Sister,
Maureen


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Dear Bea,.
I'm grateful that, with us, you're sharing
these details, somewhat intimate,
about the undies you're NOT wearing
with reasons rather delicate.
For, thereby, you are here revealing
a little of the truth
and, though I understand your feeling,
am prompted to say: "Strewth!
"I think the human female bod,
especially when unclothed,
is p'raps the greatest gift of God
which NEVER should be loathed!
"No matter if, with age, it's grown
a little past its best -
to me, whenever it is shown,
it's still of interest!"
~~~
Thanks for a beaut Non-Entry and for this interesting contest.
Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hugh (R.)


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King Hugh never admires my boobs...
Ah, such is life, I remember the days but now all kinds of things are sagging and flabby (Shut up Mariza, I hear you agreeing!) I keep some article of clothing on no matter how hot...I scare myself, lol.
Yeah the young never think they're gonna get old, but as you know it comes quickly, way too quickly, make it stop!
The worst thing about walking around naked is, you just know you are going to bump, scratch and burn every part of your body...every little thing suddenly becomes a weapon meant to injure you...all inanimate objects hate me...

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too cute
I enjoyed this little tid bit of a laugh... thanks for sharing.
Yvonne

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Dear A/J,
Golly gosh you did get up to mischief when you were young. you say a little of it is true, I wonder which part that is? LOL I'm pretty certain Hugh will like it too, more research for his Boobology studies.
Great poem A/J.
Love Hine

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Dear A/J,
Ohhh, it's hard imagining you being so bold and rebellious, but then I remember your episodes with the strippers HMMMM then I can believe it! HAHA.
Gee that's a great pic of you, did Uncle Bob take it?
A great Non Entry dear Aunt.
Love Jen

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