Big Fat Yellow Bootay Impression of Mae West
by @amiee
after perfecting her Mae West accent
over miles & miles of driving
she slowly drove past,
the young brave,
still diligently
sharpening his blades.
thinking to herself,
'geez fellow
'how sharp
is sharp enough?
seems to me you
been at that
pert near
long enough.'
and precisely at that same
moment in time
the manly cowboy
felt,
yet
again,
a chill
rise up his spine,
pulling his hat
close to his scalp
thought he
“NO. Nooooooo.
that is just silly!
just another silly thought.”
and sauntered off.
meanwhile
the big fat bus
with the big fat yellow bootay
drove ever so closely,
ever so slowly,
ever so near,
that preoccupied young brave.
And called out,
in her very best Mae West
voice impression,
"hey there
little boy brave
why don’t you come up and see me some time?
is that a tomahwak in your pocket
or you just glad to see me?"
The handsome young brave
raised his
head
looking about quizzically,
"WHAT THE FUCK was that?”
Not seeing anything amiss,
just a big fat bus
with a big fat yellow bootay,
driving down the road
his way,
he turned back
to the task at hand.
scrape, scrape, scrape
checkin’ the blade in the sky
with one eye
squinting.
And so
off sped she,
laughing with glee,
hee! hee! hee!
That big fat bus
with the big fat bootay.
out on the lam
living it with glam
havin’ fun,
like no body ever can.
and with no cam.