Paper And Scissors Can’t Top This

I exercised my glutes until they were hard as rock.

I entered a hardass contest and thought I was a lock.

I flex my bum! The judges gasp! I’m certain that I’ve got ‘em!

But even though my butt won first, I’d really hit rock bottom.

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