
Big-boned Betty would often saunter
along the beach so that she could flaunt her
ample assets provokingly attired
in a style that everyone admired
because she always looked so dashing
as she paraded the latest bikini fashion
no-one knew how she got her name
but called her that just the same
Ode to Big Boned Betty. I hope she likes it!
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Gotta love a lady who is comfortable in her own skin! Well done!
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Fun poem, Bobby. Well done.
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I’m guessing she got her name from something other than her appearance though goodness knows what it could be! Nice one.
My fifty one!
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This was fun to read – lovely end rhymes: saunter and flaunt her. (I salute Big-boned Betty, and her confidence!).
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Nothing more attractive than someone who is comfortable in her own skin! I like this!
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