Her derrière is in the air…
Which some might find quite odd.
Upon her bended knees in prayer
Is how she worships God.
His derrière is in the air
When hunting down his prey
Stalking with stealth, finesse, and care
The choicest snack of day.
Her derrière is in the air…
It’s how she worships me.
When I awake and come downstairs
For morning cup of coffee.
His derrière is in the air…
His way of studying,
Page by page with meticulous care,
His Nintendo magazine.
These derrières are everywhere
In every place I seek.
I bet you’ll find them in the air
If you “butt” take a peek.
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Photo Credits: All photos, with the exception of my Munchie Boy and sweet Daisy Dog, were obtained from Google Images.
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I would like to thank Ms. Rachel, RN, my ICU pal at work, for coining the phrase "derrières in the air".
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