Bottomed Poems - Poems about Bottomed

Are there ghosts on Hessle Road Do the bell bottomed boys Slide quietly into Rayners For the pint, the craic, the noise. Do their pockets still jingle Until, having spent it all It's again through the Bullnose To pursue the ghostly trawl. Do they wander through estates Where terraces used to stand A self contained little village That bordered on dockland. Do ghostly clogs clack and echo As...

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i'd go for one vision another colleague said hammer to fall another said show must go on fat bottomed girls but that's enough yakety yak from me welcome onboard flight 4b7 with service from hong kong to san francisco we are currently third in line for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately seven minutes...

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I visit museums when in Paris One tourist had got a huge ‘arris’ It took her quite a while To squeeze through a turnstile A diet plan could dis-embarrass Inspired by the Queen song Been to Paris once - I doubt I would return 10/30/20/...

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All this baggage I would love To put it behind me What this girl wouldn't give To trade it For some junk in the trunk 17.10.14 For Broken Wings' "Could You, Please"...

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Fat Bottomed Girls I've got a bony backside And it hurts when I sit down That's why my mood it fluctuates From black to dirty brown So I try sitting at an angle And try not to make a fuss And grimace as I shuffle On my gluteus maximus So when Freddie Mercury sings his song About 'Fat Bottomed Girls' I feel the need to don...

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I have a big booty, oh ya, movin' to the groove, I'm so fly. It swings and it sways, oh my, bouncing to the beat of your eye. Ya got it, shake it The beat of your heart goes, bombadom, bombadom bom, I have a big booty, o ya, bouncing to the tom-tom drum, ya Ya shake...

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Those pint glass bottomed spectacles are staring up at me as you gurgle down another beer and burp and boff with glee. Gone are your inhibitions your humanity and pride, you're acting like an animal now that alcohol's inside. You're acting kind of foolish like I've never seen before, the kind of things you wouldn't do if sober as before. Gone is the man I used to...

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