Flat Busted

There once was a gal From old southern Cal Whose pageantry life went to hell When she gave her impression Of the gay-marriage question And the protesting started to swell Harassed and abused Obligations refused They wanted to take it all back Give to somebody else The fame and the wealth For she was in breach of contract But there’s one other wrinkle You’ll laugh till you tinkle They had given her other enhancements Her chest grew a bit And they paid for it Now they claim it was just an advancement So they’re suing her For all costs and two-per And they ask that she be readjusted So in more ways than one When it’s all said and done Our gal just might end up flat-busted!