Strange coincidence? Nobody other than Kenz reads this most of the time (which is fine since I don't do much with it) and yet when I post a meager entry about my fascination with visible bra-straps, a whole bunch of one-timers pop up. Go figure.
Maybe all these people love boobs as much as I do. Here are a couple from the notebook, scrawled at some moment or another.
Round Your Finger I never asked you if you loved me,
I didn't think it mattered much.
What we said was not important
if I melted at your touch.
And you always knew I'd call you
a few times every week,
you knew I could not walk away,
you knew that I was weak.
You had me 'round your finger,
you wore me like a ring.
There's no excuse for your abuse,
the frustration that you bring.
Pure Trouble
Here comes trouble
with bright red lips
stickin' her chest out
and shakin' her hips.
Yeah, she's gorgeous
but what's it do ya?
when her deep blue eyes
cut right through ya.
She doesn't need
the meager thrill
of going in
for the kill
on any schmuck
who's in her path.
She's pretty, yeah,
but do the math.
She knows she's hot
and I'll agree,
her look does certain
things to me,
but when I see through
her shallow game:
That girl is trouble
and that's a shame.
Generally speaking, they stay in the notebook for a reason, but it's a bit deeper than "I love boobs."
(Still do, though.)
KOR-Scotto
