Up in front,
to make it blunt,
was this sexy behind,
that would stew a mans mind.
There it was highly visible,
my wife says,
looking isn't admissible.

But how was I too walk,
trying to look up and balk.
I turned my head to the side,
the behind continued to stride.
My wife was checking my eyes,
to me it was no surprise.

I was hoping for a break,
but the behind began to shake.
What's a man to do,
when his eyes feel like glue?
I'm respectful to my bride,
so I cut my stride.

She say,
why you walking so slow,
come on we got to go.
Seems like every turn we made,
there was a sexy behind serenade.
As they walk by,
I look up at
the sky.

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