Buttocks Poems - Poems about Buttocks

...Arthritis in my knees, my buttocks and my toes Arthritis in my elbows, my calves, and my nose Age brought arthritis into me good and hard. I’m sure there’s a poem in this, said the optimistic bard......

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... WITH HER RARE FLYING WINGS Desiring to soar, She waved her sage rainbow wings; Peacocking the yard:- She faked a hopscotching flight, Strutting her well-winged buttocks. ......

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...Tire Town USA - An old flour mill with opportunistic metalwork;  windowless, wooden building with last century's red paint and an open garage with Able Men clad in baggy skins of oil stained overal......

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... My thighs and buttocks have dimples… So I'm grateful they have so much to smile about! As my stretch marks, or laugh lines rather, can attest. You must forgive my breasts…they've been ......

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... Twas the night before Christmas, I finished the trees. And feeling good cheer, I'd drank a few beers. The treats I'd laid out didn't last very long. As I found myself snacking, I knew that was......

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... Eight hours cooped up in a plane entubed in fuselage can put a strain on buttocks squeezed into a seat with no stretching room for feet. Add to that the high-pitched cry of a backseat woman’......

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...bear and hare poop in the woods bear to hare; "do poop get stuck to your fur?" hare to bear; "NOPE!" bear to hare; "Really--bear suddenly grabs hare, and wiped buttocks clean, ......

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...So, I can also be a father was the song my anxiety sang in that labour room, For the past nine months I had watched him grow in his mother's womb, Now, I was called in to hear his first earthly cry......

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...This architectural frame upon your mortal hue Testifies God’s perfection and generosity in creation These compartments of yours that dazzle the eye Are autographs that you are far above angelic b......

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...??•???PICTORIAL???•?? Close your eyes... Open it and see, Feed your sight as I spill, then follow me. Zoom deep and see words ???speak As my pen drips??& brings to life, like a trick,4 Thi......

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...see the tiny bee? I smirk, for it is a lie. It is not a bee but striped like one, it is a flower fly Because she is small, and at nature’s mercy He made her as great a camouflage as she can be......

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... Lord, save this unholy Baptist!? Her lactation, like mother's juice, slakes thirsty tongues with creamy gist. To flush her slick love-chamber's sluice, with corkscrew thumbs, and pr......

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...Preposterous Eros by Michael R. Burch “Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga Preposterous Eros shot me in the buttocks, with a Devilish grin, spent all my money in a rush then left my heart......

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...Unlikely Mike by Michael R. Burch I married someone else’s fantasy; she admired me despite my mutilations. I loved her for her heart’s sake, and for mine. I hid my face and changed its conno......

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... Whoopie stayed there counting all the white people leaving while flatulantly writing a letter to the Israeli people, denying their right to exist and denying the holocaust happenings and car......

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