Men have navels more or less; <br /> Some are neat, some not <br />Being fat I must confess <br /> Mine is far from hot. <br />Woman's is a pearly ring, <br /> Lovely to my mind; <br />So of it to shyly sing <br /> I am inclined. <br /> <br />I believe in nudity. <br /> Female forms divine <br />Should be bared for all to see <br /> In colour and in line. <br />So dear ladies, recognise <br /> The dimpling of your waist <br />Has approval in my eyes, <br /> Favour in my taste. <br /> <br />Darlings, please you, paint them gold, <br /> Or some pastel hue; <br />Make them starry to behold, <br /> Witching to the view. <br />Though I know I never should <br /> Say such things as this: <br />How a rosebud navel would <br /> Be sweet to kiss!<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/navels/
