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Fitness
The lady has an ass that can pass for a massive onion
You know, the kind that can make a grown person cry
You’d swoon like a loon just looking at her pantaloons
And I said “person”, because some may be trying to get bi
She swings that thing like she’s presenting an offering
You can tell she likes to pop a lot of squats at the gym
If you glance at her pants it might send you into a trance
Like committing various sins with many different synonyms
There are no ifs and ors only butts you’ll really go nuts
You’ll have no qualms staring but you might lose your calm
In a closer encounter you would need a Geiger counter
She radiates energy because her body is just the bomb
They say the devil is in the details but at this kind of level
The question that really comes to mind is, it’s all in the genes?
But one has to witness this kind of diet and fitness because
After many countless sets and repetitions, it’s all in the jeans
Men have gotten busy and dizzy over this little tizzy
They’ve only seen this kind of scene all over Instagram
But to see it live it would drive some grown folks mad
And I said “folks”, because even women will say: Damn!
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