[net.poems] Merrit Malloy poem

swifty@fluke.UUCP (steve swift) (09/06/83)

	THE CHEST HUNTERS

They walk in groups
Of one...

They work their way like insects
Into your life...
...And body

And if you're the least bit friendly
They will hang over you and hover
Like homework
That you've put off...

With all the splendid men out there
Please don't fall for candy like a child
Left with bear tracks on your breasts
To validate their style

They walk in groups
Of one...


Merrit Malloy