Built-in Toys

When I first grew boobs

What was the big deal

I could not figure out

Why boys wanted a feel

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Why didn’t God

Give them to boys

How convenient

To have built-in toys

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They could feel and squeeze

Anytime they wanted

Never get slapped

Never get shunted

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They could pull ’em out

Any ole time

Adjust them like nuts

And be happy and fine

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Self entertainment

Out of my hair

I wish men had boobs

So they wouldn’t stare

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They would have their own

So mine aren’t so grand

They could play and fondle

Be happy as claims

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I’d give men boobs

If I were King

But a hairy chest

Might end the fling

Renee Robinson

Mystical Mortal

Mystical Mortal

I am fantastic

I am spectacular

I am a Mystical Mortal

Something remarkable

 

I have been blessed

With a life full of joy

God even gave me

A couple of boys

 

I have a family

The best one could have

They drive me nuts

For that I am glad

 

I have many friends

Too many to count

They help me through rough times

And climb every mount

 

I am a Mystical Mortal

I have one life to live

I am a remarkable

With one life to give

 

I choose to give my life

To all of you

I choose to share myself

Something you can view

 

I choose to live my life

With writing something remarkable

Which will continue to live

To be Mystically IMmortal

 

It is a kind of magic

The kind given by man

We are all Mystic Mortals

Each special with a plan

 

The magic part is finding

A gift you share

The gift you each have

A gift which is rare

 

The trick is to find

Your special treasure

That unique quality

Where inner magic is measured

 

A Mystical Mortal

I am thrilled to be

A wonderful being

To be just me

 

by Renee Robinson