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Authors's Notes: In response to Celeste's challange as noted in her fic "Three Gryffindors And A Baby", where Lily had a book of poems about her life and friends. One of them was about Sirius' butt, and I decided to write it. :)
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To Celeste, for your most unusual and entertaining work. Keep it up and don't torture Snape too much. :D

Hail To The Bum!
by Agar

We all know the myths of Greece,
The gods who rule all life.
Of Zues, the king of them,
And Hera, his vengeful wife.

The Muses who gave forth art;
Dionysus his wine and rum.
But far better than all the gods,
Was Sirius, who gave his bum.

He may not be a god,
And he sucks at Advanced Hexes;
But when he sways his arse,
He certainly Charms both sexes.

The see him strut is sexy;
When in leather, a sight to be seen.
And when he casually bends over,
It's almost bloody obscene.

He'd drop his quill in History,
Then lean over to retrive it;
The girls and boys were stare, dumbfounded,
At the way his pants would cling to It.

Quidditch was better than porn,
With the view we often had.
What's better than being below,
When oggling that lad?

Potions was never dull,
When Sirius was in class.
Leaning over his caudron he'd work,
While we would watch his ass.

Forgive me for my language,
But I am not sorry for the things I've said.
For, after all, it's simply too funny,
To Lucius Malfoy blush Gryffindor red.