Less Than Normal

Just four silly stanzas I threw together.

I am a sweater.

I have a loose string.

It keeps pulling, I keep shrinking

Man, that string’s really mean

 

I am a pair of panty hose

I have a big, fat run.

It’s pretty thready, and I’m not quite ready

For my stocking days to be done

 

I am an old tennis shoe.

I have a receding sole.

It keeps wearing, it keeps tearing.

And I’m feeling quite less than whole

 

I am a push up bra

I have a missing underwire

In the dryer we went, it got stuck in the vent

And now I cannot seem to go higher!

Reviews

[MAC]

oh this is so great. is makes sense, is clever and has an underlying moral to it. love it!! excellent write!!!!!

[Brenden Taylor]

Ooh, these are like limericks, and I love limericks...and I love these.