My bra did a little dance

I was only sitting down,

When my bra did a little dance!

I felt it pull on my back,

Then I felt it snap!

I looked around in embarrassment,

Wobbly boobs, no amusement;

Then they gave me an added sentiment,

When my bra fell to my knees!

I tried to escape with my head down,

But then it fell to my ankles,

I felt like such a clown;

The day my bra fell down!

I bent down to pick it up,

And the people caused a stir,

So with scarlet cheeks,

I tried to be discreet;

Escaping down the alleyways

in the street!

I held my boobs with cups made

of plastic,

But they wobbled like elastic!

I put my hands in my pocket-sleeves,

But I felt like such a sleaze;

My bra wasn't pleased!

Then it did a little jig,

And told me my boobs were too big,

And I realized I was wearing the wrong bra!

So with scarlet cheeks, and eyes roaming wide,

I walk into a shop full of bras;

I think to myself,

"Do they know?"

But the shop assistant made it clear so!

"Did your bra do a little dance?" She asked,

Making me feel like such a pratt!

With scarlet cheeks, I nodded,

And vowed never to dance

With my bra again!