Butts Poems - Poems about Butts

... An Introduction to Max Hi, I am a Mastiff cross and my name is Magical Max. To be precise it’s actually Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to say I possess ma......Read the rest...

...From the beginning of a new year right to the very end of it, there's something that brings people together in ways that makes our world all that much better. Something that's been going on ever sinc......Read the rest...

... I test the gum And the scum That came from So many feet Scrape the blood And the crud Between mud Smooshed on concrete I sample spit Ample birds*** All with a flick Of the wrist Coz I......Read the rest...

...I’ve been sitting here so long, My butts getting numb, So I jump right up And stick out my thumb. He comes rolling down the street, With the only smell of mention, The noxious fumes; olfactor......Read the rest...

...A young sheep we’ll call Molly McEwe she lived in a field outside Crewe, no surprise, her mother did too. Though her father she never knew; he came in a truck, tupped a few, then driven to pastu......Read the rest...

...blood sucking creatures annoying pain in the butts are mosquitoes men......Read the rest...

...“Point your feet! Rotate! Don’t stick your butts out! Stay out of your heels.” I looked up from where I was sitting. There was no music—only the thump-thud sound of the dancers en pointe and t......Read the rest...

...To see one is rare but to buy one is obscene. A tall snob. She casts frowns from under her gables. He, the new owner, is in the cellar to clean Dusting and throwing out boxes without labels. Ca......Read the rest...

...A certain type of man possessed of a rock-hard head butts it into a cement wall again and again and again The wall eventually yields the man grunts and begins his search ......Read the rest...

...Adapting the Craft My father looked up Zealot Street toward the mountain where ore buckets hung to cart the coal. “Don’t go near the mine” he repeat- ed, the chant of elders who......Read the rest...

...Early afternoon. The Solomon Were in their, (according to Damali) Club house. But the reality of the Circumstance is this. The Club House was the Damian Domaine. Damian's Billards. Damian didn......Read the rest...

...Farts ringing like bells of July They're as noisy as the crows that fly They like to see dirt on other's faces Like they are as perfect as kings and aces But none among them really took the g......Read the rest...

...There are surgeries for bigger boobs And bigger butts, as well As implants meant for males to thus Enhance their size and swell. An article that I just read (New Yorker Magazine) Described su......Read the rest...

...Ginger had an ice cream covered in nuts But the nuts took revenge on Ginger's guts Alike a pea-shooter They shot from his hooter Now he has a burning pain betwixt butts.<......Read the rest...

...His eyes bore into mine they send a signal S.O.S. help me I’m in for it No escape Those eyes melt I melt I’m undone The sheet, like a billow, the wind rises under its skirt Us ladies, do......Read the rest...