It must have been tough to be teased by your peers
As you were doomed to a life in training brazziers
Flapjacks and “AA” the usual taunts
But soon you’ll have perfect jugs you can flaunt
As you have decided to go under the knife
Think what a difference it’ll make to your life
After the surgery when you wake up
Instead of 2 saucers you’ll see a DD Cup
As you are snuggled in your private room
Your head will be swimming with thoughts of bazooms
You’ll throw out the small bras with a great cheer
For hope of the bigger ones soon to appear
Boobs, breasts or hooters you’ll have 2 of the best
But be warned it is painful if you’re thumped in the chest
It’ll be hard not to laugh when you see your new swellers
Bouncing about as you ride on your fella
You can try your new bra that you bought in the town
You’ll hardly believe it when you finally look down
And see for the first time your cleavage will meet
But don’t be alarmed if you can’t see your feet
Finally with boobs when you lay down at night
If you find they have vanished you may get a fright
Don’t panic if you can’t see your dream pair of tits
They haven’t gone far, they’re in your armpits.
