Keeping it Brief

August 12, 2019


Lying folded in a draw,

I wait to be picked up by the fingery claw


Back then I was blue, cute and worn quite often,

If he washed me with Persil I would probably soften


I lie next to tartan boxers and a crusty sock named Chad,

I smell like piss, and that makes me sad.


Maybe today he’ll wash and put me on,

Like he did before that party at Bar101.


I once met a G-string, her name was Gina,

She said my sole purpose was to hide someone’s weiner.


She looks like dental floss,

so I don’t care what she thinks.


I’d recommend you using some African Lynx

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