I dreamt I was a buttock, <br />Fulsome, firm, and round, <br />Forever in the tanning parlour <br />Cooking ‘till I'm browned; <br /> <br />And bulging out of panties <br />That hardly kept me in - <br />Most of me was on display <br />To flaunt her treasured skin, <br /> <br />For I was very charming; <br />My owner wasn't dumb - <br />She knew I had a special role: <br />I made up half her bum! <br /> <br />It meant I got attention <br />On each and every day - <br />Strategic creams for cellulite <br />Would keep the worst at bay. <br /> <br />I even had a neighbour <br />Over on the right - <br />Cheek to cheek, we perky twins <br />Would paint a perfect sight! <br /> <br />I knew we'd competition <br />From them that hung above - <br />Grabbing all her man's attention <br />When she's making love! <br /> <br />But in the street <br />We had our place - <br />A job to do below - <br />For at her rear, we made a pair <br />That really stole the show! <br /> <br />Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012<br /><br />Mark R Slaughter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/buttock/
