When no undies you are wearing
Your undercarriage gets an airing
And I will not look on in disgust
Should your skirt be lifted by a gust
When the wind gets a little brisker
And all and sundry see some whisker
I shall be the one who stood and leered
At your well aerated little beard

Comments
MaggieG | September 10, 2011 - 16:17
LMAO !
Good stuff !
Biggus | September 10, 2011 - 19:10
I can always rely on you thanks Maggie