Nipples that swell, frozen they stand
Be careful don't touch, they may cut your hand
I know they look sexy, but really it's not
They're screaming for covers, 'Please get me hot!'
What's with the cold temps in the office today?
I'm tempted to leave, for my nipples I'll pray
A sweater, a jacket, a heater sounds nice
Even a moist, wet tongue would suffice.
Sometimes I wonder why the torture remains
Yet here I am working, my nipples so strained.
I'm begging and pleading for help to arrive
Soon my nipples will poke out someone's eyes!