Miss Bellmont
Miss Bellmont, you know the type,
expresses everything with hype.
At a gala party not long ago
her bra strap suddenly let go
as she danced the ballroom floor.
To the astonishment of all guests,
she described her falling breasts
as an avalanche on Mt. Rushmore.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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