Oh bodacious booty for years I have detsested thee.
The object of ridicule in those puberic years.
I have hidden you and starved you in hope you would disappear.
Forever faithful you stayed behind me.
You are now all the rage, for the time being.
Approving glances have made you feel loved.
Can I now give you the love you so highly deserve?
Can I finally accept you for what you are?
Robust and round with a life of it's own.
Bask in your glory for a new day will come.
Vonda Overlie
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