The Spanish women don't wear slacks <br />Because their hips are too enormous. <br />'Tis true each bulbous bosom lacks <br />No inspiration that should warm us; <br />But how our ardor seems to freeze <br />When we behold their bulgy knees! <br /> <br />Their starry eyes and dusky hair, <br />Their dazzling teeth in smile so gracious, <br />I love, but oh I wish they were <br />Not so confoundedly curvacious. <br />I'm sure I would prefer them willowy, <br />Instead of obviously pillowy. <br /> <br />It may be that they're plump because <br />The caballeros like them that way; <br />Since men are lean and Nature's laws <br />Of contrast sway them to the fat way: <br />For few their dames as much adore, as <br />The señors love their sleek señoras. <br /> <br />Well, each according to his taste. <br />The dons prefer their women lardy, <br />But me, I likes a tiny waist, <br />And breast that fits a hand that's hardy: <br />In short, my bottom money backs <br />The baby who looks well in slacks.<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spanish-women/
