The Breast

by Freddie Femur

Everywhere I go
Everywhere I turn
Millions and millions and millions and millions of,
Well, you know.

In my sleep, in my dreams
On the bus and TV screen;
In my school, in Greek folklore,
We even send them off to war! Politicians, new rock stars
Is there no end to where they are?

But I'm not sad
In fact, I'm glad!
What am I, stupid?
Don't answer that.

I'm glad they're here!
What can I say?
'Cause if not for them
I might be gay!

Not that there's anything wrong with that.