Okay, I got this poem off of myspace bumperstickers but thought everyone might get a kick out of it.

Buttprints in the sand.

One night I had a wondrous dream
One set of footprints there was seen
Footprints of the Godddess they were
But mine were not along the shore.

But then some stranger prints appeared
And I asked her, ” what have we here?”
These print are large and round and neat
But much to big to be from feet.

” My child,” she said in somber tones
” For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith
But you refused and made me wait

” You would not learn you would not grow,
The walk of faith you would not know.
So I got tired and fed up
And there I dropped you on your butt.”

” Because in life there comes a time
Where one must fight and one must climb
When one must rise and take a stand
Or leave their buttprints in the sand!”