Poetry Overdose: Boobs

Today’s poetry is brought to you by Doggy, he’s never talked, and the first time he did was a poem, but first a pic of him:

Doggy, the poet

Doggy, the poet

Boob that hand doesn’t cover

it’s not a boob it’s an udder

Boob covered by hand

it’s not a boob it’s a gland

Have a happy weekend.