This is a small poem I made up spontaneously today. It may or may not be any good but I like it!
Secret and pretty panties,
Belonging to a secretive and pretty woman,
Are a pleasure to behold,
Precious like gold,
One can never be too old,
To smartly snap them or obssess,
On every floral filigree no less,
And to feel through them,
And to undo them,
To play, and now we get edgy,
I give my Love a super-atomic wedgie!
