You May Think I'M Crazy - the Booty Poem-

You may think I'm crazy, or that it won't suit me If I had one wish, id wish for a booty No not a car trunk or sock for a baby For I want an azz like a big curvy lady The backside iv got, I'm getting annoyed When seen from the rear I look like a boy I can't keep my jeans up, they fall off my bum No matter how tightly my belt has been done No elbows on tables, for safety, not manners Embracing me is like cuddling spanners Covered in bruises and yes, you can laugh I get a numb bum when I sit in the bath I just want some padding to cushion the blow And being so skinny, ain't all that, you know.