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I MISS MY UNDERWEAR

I MISS MY UNDERWEAR

I miss my suit navy blue
the buttons on my Ralph Laurens
crispy white
the times I could tie my shoe
and the nights my bladder made the loo

most of all I miss
my Calvin Klein underwear
boxers, briefs, high rise, low rise
any kind of rise
Speedos that set hearts reeling
Jockeys with that special feeling.

yet when all is said and done
the packaging may change
but the merchandise is still the same…

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raj

13 years 10 months ago

Geremia

it's true that quite often we develop a bond with even in animate things for varied reasons...the feel...sentiment...superstition....these aspects are thoughtfully brought about in this write...

Geremia

Geremia

13 years 10 months ago

Yes, and these are things my

Yes, and these are things my illness no longer allows me to enjoy. I tried to approach my "dilemma" a different way in this write,

thank yo u,Raj

Geremia

Geremia

13 years 10 months ago

Thank the Powers that be that

Thank the Powers that be that there are adult diapers. Besides, when all is said and done, I'm still a handsome son-of-a-gun. :)

Love to you, Rosinella,

Joe

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Kailashana2

13 years 10 months ago

Depends on the fit. (;-) )

Depends on the fit. (;-) )

Love to you, perhaps you might inspire R.L. signature ..........you could be the spokesmodel.

I'd pay to see that.

~A

weirdelf

weirdelf

13 years 10 months ago

Superb!

So glad you have found the humour in the condition. And well written.

My thoughts and care are with you.

Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

13 years 8 months ago

Sorry to hear of your delimna

Give up underwear for depends:( sad that some must choose. I like you sense of humor. I may write I miss my victoria secrets, but don't know if I could get the guts to post on Neopoet. Nicely written though