She was a very buxom wench, the mirror did not lie
and she had a fulsome figure, which no one could deny.
Some men liked this sassy gal a-wobbling down the street
for true she was the sweetest gal that you could ever meet.
She'd pour herself into her clothes and tighten all the strings
and every curve would roll around , just like a coiled spring.
But truth to say she liked this look, her smile a testament,
within her sleekened undies, she did surely feel content.
Those stockings up her thunder thighs were sometimes pretty tight
and finding boots to fit her calves became a lifelong plight.
Yet even so she happily lived life in ample ways
and wore the latest fashion, whatever was the craze.
Trouble was she never looked in that mirror from behind
and no one had the heart to say her bum was unrefined.
Her bust size was her measure of the beauty that she saw
and viewed herself quite comfortably, without a single flaw.
Oh mirror, mirror on the wall she asked it every day
am I not just real beautiful, Mae West lost 'neath my ray.
Poor mirror didn't have the heart to tell her of her fate,
for really she was just too fat and had to lose some weight!
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A contest entry
- Big Points Funny Rhymer 11 by BuriedTreasures.
6000 points, ended May 20, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Very well versed with good flow of unforced rhyme
--Good punctuation and I liked the concluding stanza in particular!
This is in the finals.
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Looks like my butt 
Excellent entry for this contest. The rhyme is spot on and it flows really smoothly...best of luck
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I always enjoy the humour you have in this kind of piece, it was great rhyme and fanny as ever. (Stanza 4 line 4) Love it well done. Best to you in the contest
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Ohhh sis, how could you put my photo on here for all to seeee lol. This really tickled me and made me smile....so funny and fabulous ryhme! I wish you luck in the contest...this really is a corker. Well done. Love it!
Shaz xx
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ah fatty bum bum rolls away the mad looks and heaves her chest into high society, would you like a pastry, would i! just leave the tray! a good fun poem. though she'd have to fight me for that tray
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Excellent
Oh my this is soo funny. And great use of rhyme. Wonderful take on the picture. Best of luck in the contest.
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