Which I once thought was odd,
For it seemed that everyone around me,
Had a big-nippled bod,
Which meant, of course, that I was not normal,
Something was wrong with me,
But now that I've got a little older,
I find advantage that they're so tiny.
Firstly I avoid chafing when I run,
Which act'lly isn't lots,
And besides, my chest is so damn hairy,
Shirts cannot reach my dots.
Still, I love them,
Two less things to fret 'bout,
Which leaves just an infinite bunch of things,
About my body about which to pout.