I knew she had a funny bone,
Wish I could find mine just about now,
That rascal I’ll flog when I get home,
Deep in the woods I am, in more ways than one,
Hiding behind a massive stone wall,
For my purpose, there before had gone,
Footsteps two feet deep I track the drifted snow,
Efforts of extreme exhaustion,
Stifle my attempt to execute an urgent task,
Urgent is a diminutive of extreme,
In the moment need for fulfillment,
No not sex, yet the parts could fit,
If for Gods sake I could find them,
Oh my, help, where on earth, what,
No proper opening I got,
Frantic in despair, thoughts of panic,
Unseemly, never known a problem,
To find it yes, but for other reasons,
Belt buckle untied, not caring now,
Pants down, and down again,
Expose my all, my shame,
No they were not on backward forth, Can you imagine, no opening?
What on earth, I’ll kill her,
Twenty below, bare assed exposed,
Twinkie doing it’s thing,
Relief, kinder thoughts do bring,
Did I raise that kin, this child?
Would think it fun,
To expose me in the wild,
Aw well she’s my daughter,
I could hear her laughter from here,
Innocence she’ll claim,
Here she said is some warm underwear,
All wrapped in tinsel and Christmas,
Thank you I said, that’s nice of you I swear,
Well, in the early morning sun all cats look black,
Half asleep snoring standing up,
Quickly into the warm bottoms I slip, not looking back,
And then I take my needed medication,
To help my urination,
Often now get that sensation,
I swear she said, I didn’t know, they looked so nice,
At mid rib had no slice,
They were your lengths, your size,
Women’s long underwear I say,
I’ve could have got assaulted, think me gay,
Looked real good in some locker-room,
No ending to her mirth, chuckling tummy, wiping tears, I’ll get you for that, you, you, I’ll be planning it for years!
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Blessings and Love - Micke
Thanks for the laughs but not for that picture you put in my head! ! !
Georg
You paint the picture very well and I'm getting a good laugh
from it! Smile Jasmin,I am;-) lol!
Love,
Eileen
stay warm, kiddo, and no more panic...ok?
Then again -- if it leads to such poem bursting with feeling, why not?
Fire away
Gina
That was hilarious!
Mary
Looked real good in some locker-room!
I hear many a football player wears women's panty hose in the frigid weather during an outdoor game! Although I've yet to force myself to try that, on many a winter's day I would not leave home without me Long Johns on. (But I always make sure there's an opening in the front!!)