It was so big, juicy, and wide.
All the guys loved to look at Viola's backside.
They would just smile and stare.
When her juicy butt was sitting in a chair.
All the bells in the guys' heads would ring.
When she shook that big fine juicy thing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Men never change. ;)