lets make it easy
to please the pigs-
lets wear transparent T-shirts
that are incapable of holding in breasts.
lets let them hang out like an overstuffed suitcase!
surely, we are emphasizing
we aren't just a piece 'o meat.
oh yes, shirts that
take a triple icecream
scoop down the neck,
barring a fleshy strip
in the shape of a "V"
shirts that hug hips
like hungry snakes.
tears in the sleeves and back
as if a tiger clawed it's way
through the fabric
displaying a nice view
of snappy bra straps.
it's a sequined ruffled hooker wardrobe.
manure faced pigs love that slop.
who wears short shorts?
we do! we do!
shorts that outline asses
tight enough that the
circulation is being cut off,
and is biting into the skin.
so paper doll size,
the pockets only fit cookie crumbs.
so thigh gripping,
it makes a lovely crotch frame.
little, tiny, itty, bitty
shorts that make me think
we might as well strip to our underwear.
lolita mini skirts with pursed lips smile
open house,
filly tips,
plaid school girl style.
delicate flower petals;
easily the wind blows
them away from their stems.
lets please the rotten
hogs and show them
the spoiled goods.
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