The Butt

Our tales hide behind, plain to see,
Round and steady, helping you and me.
Below the pockets, under moonlight,
In jeans or trunks, a powerful sight.

Whenever you sit, think, or write,
A constant support, making burdens light.
Under the belt, a cozy delight,
A cushion for the body, comfy site.

Let's cheer for each one, in laughter and in spite,
Knowing it's been there, day and night.
In various shapes and sizes, a beauty to recite,
A truth for all, making moments bright.