Tan Lines/Moobs

Thanks to the Yanks
and the peeps with their insulated mugs
and Montreal splashed across their T’s
stretched over super-sized
super-tanned bellies, I shall be
returning home with two white triangles
on my bountiful sun-burnished chest.


So what’s all the fuss about?
They’re just breasts;
apparently they’re all the rage –
even the guys have them!

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