Sunday Gal, With No Knickers* ….. [humor; Risqué; Short-Medium; Ph-Inspired] Poem by Bri Edwards

As the Vicar ascended the church pulpit,
to give his weekly God-inspired talk,
he peered out over the congregation,
and at one young gal his eyes did balk.

In the front pew, a rough wooden bench,
sat a comely young maid, an Indian wench.
Her skirt was pulled up above her raised knees,
and what the Vicar saw ….. made him wheeze.

Or what he thought he saw, perhaps i should say,
a church rat peeking from between the gal's thighs.
But before he would speak, he began to pray.....
that something was playing a trick on his eyes.

It was then he noticed the mischievous smile
on the girl's face; it'd been there the whole while.
She hitched her skirt higher; his heart then did pound.
He found himself staring at ….. her pubic hair mound.

It was not just the Vicar, but some men in the choir,
who, staring intently, ….. all had their souls set on fire.
She had dared to come to church, wearing NO knickers,
which caused two men to die, …… WHEN it stopped their tickers

(November 11, 2014)

*panties/underwear