In a time before kids came along
My butt cheeks spilled nicely from my thong
Rounded and firm, they were perfect to grasp
And bending over caused men to gasp
Then a bit of fun under the sheet
Had spermies racing to an egg so sweet
Her suitor she found, the rest got the flick
And before long I was peeing on a stick
Then my belly began to swell
and along with that, my butt as well
Industrial strength knickers replaced the thong
Crikey! Those cheeks could rival King Kong
Now my bum remains well covered
For fear of others being bothered
By the site of something that shouldn’t be seen
Spilling over my jeans is a butt that’s obscene
SAY NO TO CRACK!
This poem is dedicated to all those mums out there who really, really should be wearing mum jeans!
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