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Those Shorts

I really wanted to write a poem
About maddening shorts, but that’s been done
Heavy sighs I hear and know exactly why
The keepers of the shorts are nonplussed too
How dare I poor fat savage
Disrespect the enchantment of the shorts
I have no answer and no defence
So I give myself without reservation
To the shorts of course and nothing else
After all, they had the courage
To maintain the rage I’d misplaced
Those cleverly crafted denim threads
Zippered doors to universes
Well beyond many a man’s and woman’s
Mid-second drooling inappropriate moments
But front damn she wears them well
With style and power beyond reckoning
Although apparently she has done some
First order regressions and suchlike
Calculating the inverse of prime sequence
And carelessly carefully placed nothings
Too distracting other than fine words
And a fresh lipstick painted kiss
On congestions of pages opening up
Book bound in newish blue denim
Every second unexpected and
Gratefully lusted after with a nod
Written by Spanker
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