My Bra

i was walking up to lunch

i was already late

i am walking past the clothes line

and there is a bra which has fallen

onto the grass

i step passed it

conscious of my tardiness

and i stop

and go back two steps

and pick it up

dust it off

return it to the line to dry

and decide to look for the name tag

at the end of the line

which will tell me who’s it is

so i can mention it to the perhaps

and perhaps they will thank me

but there are no name tags

which means the commune owns it

it is my bra!

About paxus

a funologist, memeticist and revolutionary. Can be found in the vanity bin of Wikipedia and in locations of imminent calamity. buckle up, there is going to be some rough sledding.

One response to “My Bra”

  1. kelpie says :

    This is in anticipation of your roast? You know, you don’t have to go out of your way to give us material… but thanks! And if the shoe (bra) fits… wear it!

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