"my Over the Shoulder Bolder Holders"

"My Over The Shoulder Bolder Holders" so close to my heart, we four could never part with pounds of mounds in hand you tightly redirect, to up stage a grand plan, to enhance, uplift & separate oh! Yea! that feels so great? your my pal, my good friend. my best-est confident only you know, how low the valley really go and high, the pecks on the mountains run deep and down and down... but... its not that i would ever? complain! but your hugs are driving me, In·sane i can barely breath not that we could ever part because without you, there would be, a cold place right by my heart and the mounds of old would fall apart and bounce to their own swing so hug me, Brassiere as you will we four the bra, the twins, and me will be the best of friends till the bitter end and by than i could be to old to even care? aka:Lyricvixen