Secret UnderpantsSky blue with a bright white band. I wear them only rarely, And I wash them out by hand. I guess when I was buying clothes, There in the fitting rooms, I picked Bill's pants up by mistake, And he got my Fruit of the Looms. Now, Bill had put his name on his. I dropped the ball that time. He was sure more proud of his underpants Than I ever was of mine. My pants must be quite loose on him. He's svelte--he's got to be. His underwear was not designed For my rotundity. I don't wear Bill's briefs when I go out To walk around the square. --Get hit by a truck and the world would think That I wear blue underwear! I fear to die in that attire, And face my Maker's whim. God would say, "You've got Bill's undies on! Go give them back to him!" __Max Yoho. |
Felicia, These Fish Are Delicious
Max Yoho
(Topeka: Dancing Goat Press. 2004)
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