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I’m lunching with my bestie Mylie She’s upset and no longer smiley I ask her what’s wrong She said in my thong My bottom is no match for Kylie! I giggled and said stop your moans You're perfect not like Bridget Jones There will be no snickers At your thong or knickers We cannot all be Kylie clones! WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON Wearing a thong makes one feel like a star Its amazing what scene stealers thongs are But don't be surprised If your butt's too wide You get to feeling the pain of the farce. WRITTEN BY BELLE BELLEVUE MY butt is as big as a room. Our Mylie was lost in her gloom. My legs are like trees, Boobs down to my knees... I wish I ain't flashed 'em on Zoom! WRITTEN BY JACK HORNE Be comfortable in your own skin We all cannot be extremely thin Show your curvy derriere And do it without care Because it is gonna make heads spin! WRITTEN BY ALEXIS Y After lunch the girls all went shopping 'cept Mylie who preferred bar-hopping A guy bought her a drink When she gave him a wink Then phone numbers they started swapping Mylie left with the guy at the bar Said he promised to make her a star My bestie disappeared It was just as I feared The whole night was 'toadly' bizarre Mylie is getting lots of attention From some who suffer anal retention Let the poor woman be Can't any of you see No thong's a means of sore butt prevention WRITTEN BY LIN LANE Then the waiter brought out the desert She wolfed it down so quick that it hurt I feel huge she said My legs feel like lead And I've got rolls of fat in my skirt. She stood up but found she couldn't move Her damn thong was now wedged in her groove She could hear all the titters When adjusting her knickers But her butt pain started to improve. WRITTEN BY TOM CUNNINGHAM Mylie became health conscious when Her breath became labored again She's eating whole grains and fruit Now fits in her best suit But the thong to moon she did send WRITTEN BY SARA KENDRICK Just two weeks later, Mylie returned All her thongs were missing. They'd been burned Mylie now wears a brief I said, "Oh My! Good grief!" But my bestie didn't seem concerned WRITTEN BY MARK KOPLIN Mylie grew up a nice catholic girl with rules, but, one day she said you priests are just fools; I want to shake my fat butt, in a thong I want to strut. She wears it even at the local pools ! WRITTEN BY CONSTANCE LA FRANCE Larsa is a hit with her only fans With pics of her large butt that truly spans She likes to pose nude Posts pics that are rude Making money the only way she can The Miami housewives didn't like her butt And the way she loved to shake it and strut Rumors she just couldn't shake, it was plastic and fake She still loved to be the star in the smut WRITTEN BY TANIA KITCHIN While working at home I threw my smut out Yet my neighbor walked by with her butt out I wanted to be fresh But then saw that my flesh Distinctly displayed just my gut out WRITTEN BY DAVID FISHER We hide until we know it’s clear. All out, with great joy and no fear - In morn, at the jump, The toot of a rump. Young boy bares a butt, shakes a rear. WRITTEN BY KIM RODRIGUES I fancied a look in the mirror My horror could not have been clearer Where once was my butt Sits, I don’t know what I dare not now stand any nearer There’’re so many new lines and creases Dismay at this sight never ceases Yet, it’s what I see This butt is on me At least there are still just two pieces! WRITTEN BY MIKE GENTILE A woman, while taking her mutt out, Wore old jeans, which left much of her gut out. When she lit up a smoke Someone passing by spoke Asking her could she please put her butt out. The woman, not quite understanding, Thought, why not do what he was demanding? So she pulled down her pants Giving all a good glance, For her backside was rather commanding. When she realized that she was provoking Guffaws unrelated to joking, She felt kicked in the gut For she got that the butt That he meant was the one she was smoking! WRITTEN BY ILENE BAUER But Mylie was known as a diva Of two cheeks she thought she’d hide neither She did feel quite bad When asked by a lad Who slashed your beach ball with a cleaver? She Stood and she thought for a while To save face she needed some guile She blushed pretty red But finally said Oh, that’s my Kardashian smile The boy said you do have her lips And maybe you do have her hips But I don’t tell lies Your butt is a size That’s more like a total eclipse She grimaced and snarled, Oh how sweet But now you should beat a retreat She said I eat beans You know what that means And soon he was blown off his feet WRITTEN BY TERRY FLOOD 05/05/23 LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE THIS A LIMERICK COLLABORATION - PLEASE SOUP MAIL ME YOUR POEMS AND I WILL ADD THEM ON
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