The Flannel Thong…
She thought it sexy,
I found it to be flexi,
Twisted it around my tool,
Keeping it warm as a jewel…
She did want to make an impression,
She did so with humor I must make this confession,
If I did before her poem experience depression,
I no longer did afterwards, but I must herein maintain my discretion…
A flannel thong does to me sound hot,
The butt must maintain a certain temp,
I have known what it is, but for now forgot,
It is high enough so that when the butt does squat,
What is inside must come out with relative ease,
Making where ever it does land a great big plop…
© ed ~ 2/18/05
Chanti
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