Ok, so maybe I’m lying a bit. Maybe this is not absolutely and definitely my most favourite picture of all time. But I had to find something for Muddy and it’s a picture that I am able to upload which is cheeky and anonymous and reminds me of a time when my arse was something I was prepared to show off. This picture was taken in 2005, in a hotel corridor, in Central Park, New York, on a hen weekend. Enough said.
I noticed that Josie (Sleep is for the Weak) had ‘Things I miss’ as a writing prompt. Well, I was prompted by her and by this photo and also by Very Bored in Catalunya who’s trying to get some pervs off her back.
Anyway, here’s something I miss….
I really, really miss my bum,
It’s strange to think that at twenty-one,
My bum could make me feel quite glum,
The cellulite had already come.
And now that I’ve reached thirty-two,
I realise I was such a fool!
Whatever I thought was wobbly then,
Now simply pales in comparison!
But then I stop and think of men,
Who never fret about their rear end,
Why should I let this worry last?
Eat cake, drink wine and sod my arse!