I Met A Man Who Wore Panties
By Hope Alexander
I met a man who wore panties,
He wore his panties on his sleeve,
Well not his sleeve.
He wore them on his ass,
But you know what I mean,
Metaphorically on his sleeve,
Panties do not make good sleeves.
I met a man who wore panties,
He said he liked the way they felt
I saw the tag peeking out at the world
Waving proudly above his belt.
I met a man who wore panties,
He left his panties in my bed,
Women’s panties trimmed with lace and bows
Stretched out a little around the head
I met a man who wore panties,
He also wore a bra,
The matching set put mine to shame
So I stole them
And sent him panty shopping for more.
I met a man who wore panties
He also wore a bra
He’s slipping a pair of stockings on
Then he’ll be out to fix the car
(Dodgy motor failing to tick over or some such issue)
I met a man who wore panties
I wear panties too
If all the world wore panties
Our pants would slide much better against our collective butts
Reduced pant friction increases performance
Like a well oiled engine.
This poem is an open source work in progress…
Feel free to add your own verses in the comments.. or a poem of your own!
