Keeping it Brief
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