Shocking Lu-Lu

Today was cold and yet young women braved the cold for a jog.
Others walked about in leggings.
I find my thoughts wander, "May I say you have an exquisite figure."
I'd like to ride and state I adore tushy,,

Peter Calahan and I never got along.
The first time I met him, he reached down and punched me in the face.
I had made the mistake of saying, "Hello."

The second time I met Calahan was at the Peabody Grammar School.
Peter had been bussed in to take a hearing exam.
I got to stand opposite to him in the nurse's office ..
We both had headsets on and we were asked to raise our hand if we could hear the tone.

I never said a word to him.
After the exam, I was told to go home with a note.
Peter had punched me again in the face.
I had a black eye for staring at Peter.

There was a negative vibe Peter Calahan gave me.
I never trust strangers.
And I'm careful who I say hello to.

Years later I was driving through Havard Square.
I think I saw Peter.
He had a baby in his arms and I assumed his wife beside him.
He didn't see me.
And I didn't greet him, but his wife had a cute tushy.

She was wearing yoga pants.

I live at the beach.
Every summer the bikinis get smaller.
As a tushy fan, this is fantastic!
Honestly, I don't get much tushy anymore.
And I've noticed some of the ladies are wearing sweaters over their tush.
Is this WOKE?

I have no idea how many baby dolls read my rants..

Just my two cents bounced off the tush.