The Breast Conundrum

Who needs breasts anyway?
I should chop them off
Get rid of them
Throw them in the bin
Away from prying eyes.
For they’re tired from
the sneaky glances
That men dart at them
from the university camp
to the local store.
And what purpose do they serve anyway
to the single woman?
Are they really necessary at all?
When you can get children milk elsewhere too?
Chop them off I say.
Look at how easy men have it.
Let’s have some equality, shall we?

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