"A poem where the author politely but firmly requests
many hordes of fellow men to kiss him in the ass."
...1:55
... And you, about whom I forgot,
Or I ommited you of mercy,
Either because I was afraid,
Or, because there is so plenty of you,
And you, censor, who for this poem,
No doubt will sentence me to pokey,
And so I became the lechers' boss,
You all kiss me in my arse !"
Julian Tuwim ;-)
bye