Life’s a Beach – Bikini


My polka-dot Bikini’s worn in spots
the sun and years have faded it away.
So, on this hidden beach my body trots;
some parts of me unevenly displayed.

My bosom once two youthful tennis balls;
Le derri`ere once curving symphony,
bikini now has heavy load to haul.
I’m comforted; no Muscle Beach I see!

So spreads my yellow dotted suit in sun
it’s itsy bitsy dots hold part of me;
that part remembers Bobby Darin’s song
but parts no longer blurt of modesty.

As running, into water will I hide;
Avoiding eyes who see my surplus side.

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