Platform. Fulton Street Station. The biggest ass I ever saw. Very small legs. Quite attractive really.
That is one giant ass
volcanic lava about to blast
cells forged together without a past
Venus of Willendorf completely outclassed.
She is an egg cream
a vase
a king-sized pool
a shifting titanic on a kitchen stool.
That ass is Grand Central privatized
her nearly normal thighs
stand atop shoes
making creaks and sighs.
A mass, a pass
the opposite of glass
Falstaff plus sass
a real morass.