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FRIDAY NIGHT THONG SONG

If you wear your thong, I'll wear mine:
on us there'll be no panty-line
when we go out upon the town,
if the lads, as we pass, look down.
The bottom touching Romeos
will be stopped short with surprised 'Ohs'
while we lap up the sensation
from their palms and digitation.
In our revealing frocks we'll be
showing a glimpse of stringy 'T',
otherwise it be letter Y
if we hitch strap on our hips high,
while front of frocks, like angel wings,
will be holding up bra-less things.
Solomon_Song
Written by Solomon_Song
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Author's Note
Imagining today's Lavernes and Shirleys dressing for the town.
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