Tightie Whities
Been feeling a bit extra strange today
Really can't imagine the reason
My tightie whities must be a little tight
Think lately, I'm overeating
3X most likely is my new size now
Please keep this our little secret
Sadly my diet has been a bit of a failure
Was trying hard to be my sleekest
I do possess other redeeming factors
I can stand on my head and spit nickels
Not impressed? Then how about this
Can whistle a tune through my nipples
It all comes back to my tightie whities
The sooner I change 'em the better
Think I'll convert to airy clown pants
With polka dots, numbers and letters
Say hello when the circus comes to town
Can't miss me, that's for sure
With the big red nose I'll be wearing
Looking so mature!
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2022
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