Tush Poems - Poems about Tush

Though Sampson was known for his hair Delilah quite fancied him bare She thought he'd look cute Not quite so hirsute And shaved him where no one would dare Alas, when Mother Nature called The whole world seemed to be appalled With no hair to hide Sampson's bouncing pride His battering ram was blackballed...

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Heading to the river, there’s A field of planted grass, The perfect place to sunbathe Or to show the world your ass. For stretched out on a blanket, With her thong exposed to air, Was a woman who was proud to flash Her skinny derriere. Most passersby did notice, Slowing down to tut-tut-tut, Yet the woman seemed oblivious To eyes upon her butt. I am certain there...

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The colors were all tangled and wrapped with black tape. They were bent and shoved in an unforgiving shape. What was I to think or how to know which to cut? The raw surface was rough like a dry roasted nut. Oh where is Papa when I seek advice and wits? Didn’t he teach to do for myself and not...

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What's your stance C'mon. Take a chance Bare your pants...

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Lure of the Tush In a far and fair, fabulous land There's a place it's called Bonnie Scotland A lad was born in September that year Strong and spirited wae nae fear He grew up handsome and full of flash His wallet aye full wae ready cash Work piled in tae...

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