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The Callipygian Cleft

In a forum I sometimes read the words callipygian cleft came up, although it was mispelled as 'callipigian'.  That is hardly a word you see let alone hear even rarely.  It is a wonder it is not heard at every turn considering everything you hear these days.

Definition:
callipygian: pertaining to or having finely developed buttocks

I remember a 'song' just a few short years ago that had frequent reference to "Big 'Ol Butts" all through a video of a seemingly endless stream of young females flourishing their callipygian anatomy.

The people 'singing' that 'song' may believe they were the first to proclaim their admiration of callipygian clefts but they are "Johnny-come-lately" on the scene. Below you will find the lyrics of a song about admiring one Vikki Dougan's callipygian cleft. I also have included a photo of her callipygian cleft and a link to a web site about the authors of the song recorded by The Limeliters way back in the fifties history.


 
Vikki turn your back on me
Come on darlin' just for me
'Cause there is something so appealin',
that your eyes are not revealin'!
Oh, Miss Dougan, you're for me!

Other girls who approach me,
Are beautiful, gorgeous and gay!
But you're so gosh darn more inviting
Going the other way!

Vikki baby you move me,
In those far-out clothes!
But don't it get chilly flyin' home at night
When that cold cold tail-wind blows?

Vikki baby, you rock me,
Without you I'm bereft!
I'm hypnotized by those crazy eyes,
And that callipygian cleft!

Vikki baby, we're older,
My get up and go is gone
But when I see you walking down the street
Them buns still turn me on!

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