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Groundhog Breasts
(04 October 1943 / Germany)

Groundhog Breasts

I remember a pair of fine breasts
she was one of my Groundhog Day guests.
Oh to tear it asunder
just to see what was under
the bulges of Miriam's vest.

So I asked her to look for the hog
who would soon be observed in the bog.
When she finally bowed
bothe her cups overflowed
and my eyes got their treat in the fog.

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Comments (4)

I think it's pretty obvious what part of the woman's body is your favorite. Very cute poem Herbert. Sincerely, Mary
nice to see you showing your interests....lol cute write!
Thanks Sherrie, but I am not one to just talk. H
I love a man who's not afraid to talk about breasts!