Sad it is, the day that comes.
Your tits forever out of sight.
No more visible through the window,
In the next dawns early light.
But rest assured now as you rise,
Your daily work to undertake.
Your tits are still right where they were,
Make no mistake.
Just as much as you miss them,
They miss your smiling face.
But though your glances may not meet,
Everything is in its place.