Smack
Smack my *** in a car,
smack my *** in a bar.
Smack my ***, here or there,
I don't believe in any underwear.
I love a good *** smack,
right below the plumbers crack.
If I'm naked or wearing clothes,
smacking my *** is what I propose.
Smack my *** in the bed,
smack my *** after I'm dead.
Smack my *** up or down,
smack my *** in any town.
Smack my ***, cause I said so,
smack my *** before you go.
It doesn't matter where or how,
smack my ***, please right now.
Smack it good, smack it hard,
give my *** it's best regard.
You know you want to smack my ***,
just please no more broken glass.
Smack my *** in the shower,
whack it good, with all your power.
Smack my *** in the street,
my *** deserves a good beat.
Smack my *** and never stop,
maybe this boil will someday pop.

“Look at her,” you utter, “I’d smack that.”
Why would such words be muttered-
“I’d smack that” like some show horse.
A strong pet to the back of the neck.
What a phrase to place a hand upon a face,
And it echoes for years to come:
                   SMACK!
Words spill forth, even through bruised lips.
I say that you’d be placed in her womb,
So you can be born into her world.
Thus, to see and hear yourself;
Hear from outside your contrived language.
Knowing now how, more then a hand, words
                   SMACK!
I hear the phrase, “I’d smack that,”
And shiver because of the grotesque picture.
Not only does she carry your offspring,
She is indeed a human being.
Part of Man, nay, rather Human-Kind.
Try her shoes on and see if you’d like a
                   SMACK!