She sat there,
Drinking her tea,
And pondering
"I guess it was two years ago.
I don't really remember.
Someone was talking about it.
I'd heard of it
But I didn't know much.
Now look at me."
I looked at her
Her breasts hung were round and heavy
Skin-tanned
She didn't ooze sex-appeal
She was born with breasts
And so was I
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