My Big ‘Ole Bunion

It’s not a pot belly

Or a beer belly

Or any blue law belly

It’s just my big ‘ole belly.

It’s not Paul Bunyan

Or Damon Runyon

A Vidalia onion

Or even Tim-the-Dunker Duncan

It’s just my big ‘ole bunion.

It’s not a career rut

Or reading smut

Or potato glut

Or sweet doughnut

Or…

…you know where I’m going with this, don’t you?

It’s just my big ‘ole butt.

It is what’s getting old

As life unfolds

As years have rolled

As I’ve grown unsold

On life controlled.