I take delight in your little butt,

No doubt of all it will make the cut,

When I tell you that your butt is cute,

I love the ‘jiggle of shake’ you execute,

But more than butt it’s in the shake,

It’s also the amount of swing you take,

Jeans so tight I see the dimple inside,

A cute little dimple you just can’t hide,

Your butt is all magic I know this sure,

When I feel down, it is the magic cure,

If behind you are never one left behind,

To not see your butt I’d have to be blind,

Not of the size but how it pleases eyes,

I’ve felt your butt and heard low sighs,

Heard sighs must be ours heard unless,

A third hand’s enjoying your butt caress,

Now there are four and I understand,

Those extras I feel are your little hands,

Feel how good you feel when you feel,

To feel the delight of your butt is unreal,

How can a man devote a rhyme to a butt,

It’s so very easy from a rhyming nut,

I’m a nut for you all the way through,

I’m a nut that loves to nut inside of you,

From a magic butt came a rhyme one day,

With such a beautiful butt it’s easy to say,

Words will spew or perhaps come forth,

From afar, south, east, west, and north,

Your butt knows no age but thankfully one,

It does know bounds as its growth is done,

To talk of butt that seems ageless in feel,

Another part of ‘touch anatomy’ has appeal,

Of these in two there is a jiggle from wiggle,

Of the wiggle motion in your butt they jiggle,

They are mounds of delight when held tight,

I would say of your two they are just right,

I’ve a hand on your jiggle and one on the wiggle,

It fills me with such horniness I have to giggle,

Oh how my heart sets sail and my rocket is tall,

I just have to say to you, I love your “all”!

The end.

By Pat for Patti