I nick knickers from wash lines
Unwashed ones will do just fine.
I creep into gardens after dark
Do it mainly for a lark.
I have pink ones, blue and rose
Gladly press them to my nose.
Sometimes dogs will bark and growl
As on my quest I prowl.
Have a huge pair called directore
From the fat lady, lives next door.
So here`s some good advice
Knowing of my perverts vice
Keep your knickers in at night
Or they will have vanished by first light.
A contest entry
- A CONTEST for odd people - do it now. by Edna Sweetlove.
300 points, ended June 22, 2007, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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such fun here! smiling all the way through and i think you must have smiled while you wrote this delightful poem! uplifting and smart, too!
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Ha! Tee! Hee! I'm rollin in laughter on reading this. How did I miss this one!
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So that's where my six pairs of bikini briefs got to in the early 1960's. Would be hard pressed to get into a pair now! I like this one William - well done on bronze trophy.
Ann
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I shall certainly take your advice and keep by knickers well out of your thieving hands. Especially the open-crotch ones which are particularly vulnerable if the frills snag.
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HAHAHAHAHA LMAO, this was cute but why would you steal knickers? That is a term I haven't heard in a long time. Good luck to you in the contest.
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