Best Booty Poems

a baby bootie
ecstatically clings to her
clear garrison cap —
the navy does not issue
children in sailor’s seabag

3/6/2020...

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Stop and stare
She gave them the check
men gawk at her derriere...

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show off your booty
shake it up and walk in style
new red high heel boots...

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Like many merchant vessels
That sailed from our Mersey shore
This sturdy piece of timber
Can hold its own in tales of yore

A dried up piece of flotsam
Washed up on Wirral banks
Was dutifully cleaned and dressed
And a verse written on its shank

Amid the other bits of timber
That made...

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There’s a new dance craze
Comin’ on the media both ways.
They all like it out west
And east it passes the test.
The girls don their lingerie,
Then agitate it every which way.
She does the reel and the shake,
Making more moves than an earthquake.
Your mind’s control is her rear...

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Dear depressed girfriend
You must bring this relationship to an end
He doesn't want you at all
Except for a booty call
That seems to be the trend

The two baby daddies that you got
Are they paying child support or not?
I don't  intend to be mean
But you have very...

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you look and get hook
on that on that suff
its all lust
pleasure is a must
theyer all ove r world
BIG BOOTY GIRLS...

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tonight turn off he light
theyer wearing skin tights
as the light blink
going to be kink
as they prance
its a
BIG BOOTY...

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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...

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on the floor
watch them got
they bump and hump
the booty thumps
there lips lump and pump
as they be prancer
BIG BOOTY GRIL
DANCER...

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I watch as she arrives 
from my bedroom window.
creeping up my drive.
I open the door, she smiles.
we both knew what time it was.
Fresh out of the club.
she came to me!
bodies crying for me.
wearing a sweat suit, 
with nothing beneath.
her fragrance, a musky fruit,
laying there in...

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So we had a click.
 We called it the Chick flick click for we were slick. We made rhymes that made no sense. We were the Goons of our hood and we’d go around wearing hoodies as our identity…

We loved girls. We loved either their...

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Her booty is like yam porridge 
She's gonna blow that mind away
I know you can't wait 
She will show you how to work 
without an interview 
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they like to shake
they make you awake
on the floor
watch them go
there from dillerence
of the world
BOOTY GIRLS...

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she love to show
everywhere she go
she know
that she is stack
got it all on the back
and love to toot it
GRAND MAMA BIG BOOTY...

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