Tush
Heading to the river, there’s
A field of planted grass,
The perfect place to sunbathe
Or to show the world your ass.
For stretched out on a blanket,
With her thong exposed to air,
Was a woman who was proud to flash
Her skinny derriere.
Most passersby did notice,
Slowing down to tut-tut-tut,
Yet the woman seemed oblivious
To eyes upon her butt.
I am certain there are places
Where no one would be opposed
To the sight of someone’s tush
Quite so unclassily exposed.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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