What can I say in just a few lines,
I hasten to comment,
In just a few rhymes.

THE LAST LAUGH.

I read a ladys question,
It had some people vexed,
Of playing on a banjo,
Adorned, by solo breast.
Well! Do you try to hide it?
I hear, that there's no way,
Just keep in mind, a resting breast,
Can make some peoples day.

Does it wobble as you're plucking,
Do you have to tell it "stay",
Or else you find the juggling,
Puts you off your play.
Do you see some men, a'perving,
As they're peeping through their hair,
And grin, because you know,
You're hideing, half a perfect pair.