The Ultimate Stare-Down!

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objectified!

Submitted: October 18, 2016

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Submitted: October 18, 2016

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Ma'am, tell your boobs to stop staring at me,

they may think I didn't notice, but I can see.

 

No matter where I look, when I look back, there they are,

have they no shame, yes, it's getting quite bizarre.

 

They don't see me as anything but a shiny new sex toy,

but I'm so much more than just a between-the-sheets boy.

 

I want to be accepted for my brain, not brawn,

if they don't stop staring, from this party, I'm so gone.

 

Just another example of breasts being nothing more than a rutting pig,

Let them know if they don't stop, I'm gone, they dig?

 

 

 

 


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