I call it "my butt" because I can
It's not an ass, because that's a man
Besides it's elegant, and glamorous
Sophisticated glutinous maximus
A jewel to make Sir-Mix-A-Lot proud
He'd shout it to all, an' shout it real loud!
It springs all the boys and even some girls
And all of them want to take it for whirls
Careful, for if I bent over it'd kill
To have it they would beg, borrow, an'
steal
My butt's so good they all want to touch
So good to some even lookin's too much
It's plump and tight because I work it out;
All the boys know what I'm talkin' about
My butt gets me from here to anywhere
I can sit on the floor or even in a chair
You think this poem is lame thru an' thru?,
But you'd write one as childish if it'd been
you
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My: Poems, Stories, & Essays On Womanhood, Femininity, & Erotica
Non-FictionPoems, Stories, & Essays On Womanhood, Femininity, & Erotica. This mostly autobiographical work describes many of my experiences, thoughts, and ideas through several media. There's poems describing my feelings and thoughts I want to share with...
