"A Tale of Two Tatas" - A limerick for my sister!

Terebird13

 

My sister, KK, was diagnosed with breast cancer a few months ago and has already undergone a double mastectomy.  (They got all of the cancer!)  Prior to her surgery, our other four sisters and I decided to put together a scrapbook as an "Ode to KK's Tatas."  I should clarify that KK has always been very proud of her breasts, and a huge promoter of the cleavage top!  She would often state, "If they're looking at my cleavage, then they're not noticing my big butt!"  So you can understand (as I'm sure many, if not all, of you do) the heartache in having to sacrifice her prized assets to stupid cancer.  The scrapbook consisted of page upon beautiful page of inspirational quotes, favorite stories, funny quips, and most of all pictures of KK in cleavage tops from all the women (and some men) in her life.  She has a huge support system.  For my page, I decided to write a limerick, because if I can't fix the problem then I'd rather make her laugh!  You could say I was a little more than inspired....

A Tale of Two Tatas

Written by Teresa Mondloch for her sister Carolyn Holzer

March 15, 2011

  

There once was a girl from Mid West

Who had spectacular breasts

Let the story be told

Of the glory that they hold

Sit back while we tell you the rest.

 

At puberty they started to grow

Jealous bitches would call her a hoe

But the girl stood strong

For she knew they were wrong

Because all the boys in her school were like, "Whoa!"

 

She soon realized the power

That her tatas had endowed her

With a cleavage top

She could make jaws drop

And grown men quiver and cower.

 

This power was one she could use

Whether on land or even a cruise

With only a wink

She could get a free drink

An offer she couldn't refuse.

 

These God-given cans were too much

For any one woman to clutch

Like tits forged in Heaven

They were a ten....nay....eleven

And this power became more like a crutch.

 

So alas the good Fates had to part

This power that grew from the start

But little did they expect

That this woman was already perfect

For her tatas were NEVER her heart.

 

Sadly now she must bid them adieu

But this is no reason to feel blue

For when she awakes

She will have new fakes

And this tale may start anew.

The end.

 

J9W

what a fun way to honor your sisters girls.  J9

elmcity69

awesome - you are one devoted sister, sister!

great limerick.