Mammary Mandy

There's a girl in my village
Who everybody knows
They call her Mammary Mandy
And the reason shows
Her cleavage plunges deeper
Than Niagara Falls
Her bappage closely resembling
Two beach balls

Her charms are so huge
That when she runs downs the street
They swing to and fro
And bounce off her feet
A pack of boy Scouts
Could camp in her bra
They have their own postcode,
They stand out so far

Most men in the village
Saw Mandy with lust
And I'm GUESSING it was down to
The size of her bust
That was, of course,
Until one fateful night
When one poor wee fella
Felt Mandy's full might

The fella in question
Was called Willy Bate
And he'd taken our Mandy
Out on a romantic date
Then back at her place
He couldn't wait to expose
These giant twin peaks
In which to bury his nose

"A magnificent sight"
Willy had stated out loud
Making Mandy and her puppies
Incredibly proud
So she pulled him close
To nestle in her baps
Thinking he might
Want to suckle perhaps

But what happened next
Mandy wasn't aware
Poor wee Willy
Was gasping for air
She thought that his moaning
Was from sheer delight
So she continued hugging Willy
In an head-lock so tight

Surrounded by such bosom
Willy's chances were slim
Mandy's jugs literally
Squeezed the life out of him
After that, Mammary Mandy
Was known as 'The Killer Embrace'
But at least Willy died
With a smile on his face.