Hanging Out
There’s a new style of gown
That’s begun to hold sway
In which boobs of all sizes
Are there on display.
I’m not talking of cleavage,
Attractive and chic,
Where the bosom’s tucked in
And you just get a peek.
No, the styles I refer to
Are cut to provide
Full exposures of breasts.
(Just the nipples can hide.)
So you stare and you wonder,
Since bras are in doubt,
What will happen if one
Or the other pops out.
Such a wardrobe malfunction
Would cause lips to purse
But the way these gowns look
It would not be much worse.
*inspired by the Academy Awards
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