Nov 15, 2009 16:29
A Paean To Perfect Panties:
O perfect pair
of underwear
wherever do you hide?
I've sought for weeks
to find the bin
in which you must reside
You do not sport
a Barbie bow
all candy-pink and lame
And as for all
this scratchy lace
you cannot be to blame
You don't have Spongebob
on your front
or words across your seat
Like "kiss" or "love"
or "naughty girl"
your message is complete
Without the appellations
that some girls deem
cute or clever
And as for stupid Twilight
you don't advertise it --
ever
So panties,
sexy-soft-sublime,
I'll find you someday yet
Or else I'll go commando
I can do it
Wanna bet?
pomes and other fruit,
the snark -- fear it