Tits Will Never Die

I was watching a football game when of a sudden

a cheerleader came out and jumped around.

And here I admit, I was in my cups, 

but thought to myself, 

and still think it sage,

being a sort of sagacity: 

Tits will never die!

Nuclear bombs! All manner of grief!

Human shortcomings galore!

Tits will never die!

And that’s why we call ourselves mammals.