Derriere
When yobbish brits make sexist hits which make all romance seem a farce,
Their yobbish way is oft to say, “Ey-oop, love, that’s a luffly arse.”
The Aussies, then, to be your friend, will use a different rule of thumb:
They’ll buy you beers, and then say, “Chias! (And boy the woy, that’s quoit a bum!”
Yanks think they’re smooth: they try to soothe your ego without bring crass.
Thus you’d be sent the compliment, “Oh, my, you have a shapely ass!”
But me, well I, I’m much too shy, to proffer phrases of such kind.
I gulp and stutter, then I mutter, “that’s a nice, ah-um, behind.”