I see them stuck to their arses
Almost wherever I go
Poking above the back pocket
Like the flesh a **** wants to show

There's iPhones, Samsungs and others
A new class-system of makers
Vibrating right through their buttocks
Steadily wetting their knickers

I watched a ******* the bus once
Clean one along her left thigh
Slowly nearing her *****
The dirt in my mind heard her sigh

As she made love to the **** pics
To Tinder, Bumble and more
The phone a pink flower in her hand
That swiped right just like a *****.