My Trousers Poem by Phil Soar
My Trousers
He measured me for trousers, and took my inside leg
I wanted something tailor made, and not from off the peg
His touch was so invasive, it made me really squirm
I didn't want attention, or to see his erect worm
Thursday, February 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humor,silly
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