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Twin cheeks.
I wonder much about my Arse,
why the hair it is so sparse.
Why my cheeks are full of spots,
why little hairs are full of knots.
But then I think as day turns night,
you cannot beat the perfect shite!
The one that drops just like a flash,
and disappears without a splash.
Or the one you just disown,
it splatters like the "Birds have flown."
But worst of all I have to say, is one
that does not go away!
You can hit it with a stick,
whack that bloody big brown brick..
Or f@ck it yeah, I pay the fine,
for something good you bet it"s mine.
But most of all I like the part,
when Cheeks give out that special Fart!
When people know that it was you,
you watch them laugh and then they spew....
You can always beat the perfect Drum....
but you cannot beat the perfect Bum....
