Oh I am intimately familiar
With all the flaps and folds
Of my faded, silken jeans-
Skinny enough to give an idea
Of my lean, athletic physique,
While still being baggy-smooth
So you could see I'm so cozy..
When I put them on, I just know
That things will go nicely for me-
My mirror nods yes and says,
Seriously, what a babe indeed!
Strong and symmetrical and
Shimmering with sex appeal,
Coconut oil lathered lightly
From a true-true ablution, thinking
Of you, and about how wrong
It is to put those fawn socks on
Which are soiled (prudes believe)
But that is my nectar of eternity!
From using them the previous
Evening to clean my wiener
From the most intense sevenfold surge
Giving into my dirty little urges,
The incense gives rise to ghosts