Mark R Slaughter

Buttock - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

I dreamt I was a buttock,
Fulsome, firm, and round,
Forever in the tanning parlour
Cooking ‘till I'm browned;

And bulging out of panties
That hardly kept me in -
Most of me was on display
To flaunt her treasured skin,

For I was very charming;
My owner wasn't dumb -
She knew I had a special role:
I made up half her bum!

It meant I got attention
On each and every day -
Strategic creams for cellulite
Would keep the worst at bay.

I even had a neighbour
Over on the right -
Cheek to cheek, we perky twins
Would paint a perfect sight!

I knew we'd competition
From them that hung above -
Grabbing all her man's attention
When she's making love!

But in the street
We had our place -
A job to do below -
For at her rear, we made a pair
That really stole the show!

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012

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  • (4/15/2014 5:01:00 AM)

    hahaha! ! ! ! fun read. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/18/2012 3:16:00 PM)

    A cheeky brilliant piece of party pie... Made me grin and consider things from a male perspective.. Love it, thanks
    Now stashed in my favourite poems. Tyvm Karen
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  • (2/28/2012 7:18:00 AM)

    Terrific! I can't wait for the sequel, 'Bollocks' perhaps? (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (2/27/2012 5:40:00 PM)

    Hilarious! Hmm- wonder what inspired this? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 28, 2012

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