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Those Blasted Jeans
Those Blasted Jeans
Who so ever invented jeans
For women
Had never had one
The whole day
They now compare the gait
Some have even outdone men
When they capture powers
Man feels with undone zippers,
Like they appear out in the open
But as the sun decides to wrap up,
Come the gals home
That’s when about them
Guys, hubby’s, boyfriends roam.
Down with the jeans they say,
Come let’s play
That’s the only way
They can their manliness display
Happy are all now
I must say
Down with the jeans
From this very moment
Right away from today
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments
loved
Fri, 2011-02-18 11:14
Beauty without jeans
when it remains
concealed
but
when one has a heart to steal
one has to appeal
AH !
THAT'S ALL TO IT
better be without jeans
loved
loved
Fri, 2011-02-18 11:13
Beauty lies as beautiful
when it remains
concealed
but
when one has a heart to steal
one has to appeal
AH !
THAT'S ALL TO IT
better be without jeans
loved