Love of mine
Dang your rump is fine
It's such a nice behind
I'd follow it into the dark
There's no dispair
Behind your derriere
I'd follow anywhere
On a whim, a laugh or a lark
If heaven and hell decree
There's no nicer butt than thee
And give you awards for you
Callipygraphy
If no one's got your backside
When your soul departs
Then I'll cover your butt, into the dark.