Harlot
...her skivvies
fine imported lace
King Louis
satisfied
cologne covers the harlot
it stinks at Versaille
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Categories:
skivvies, imagery,
Form: Shadorma
Little Miss Vivi
...Little Miss Vivi
Stripped down to her skivvies,
Got under a quilt in the cold.
And just like our daughter,
Won’t wear what we bought her,
Or that’s the story, I’m told.
At least Vivi’s mamm...
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Categories:
skivvies, daughter, granddaughter, nursery rhyme,
Form: Tail-rhyme
Inextricably Rooted With Hair Fixation
...Inextricably rooted with hair fixation
As a lad in grade school,
yours truly, (a diminutive, intuitive,
oversensitive, and vegetative potato head kid,
whose voice exhibited
a severe nasal twan...
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Categories:
skivvies, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Deciding To Live
...It had been a bad month; Jim was exhausted from death.
He drove to their favorite lake and took off his clothes.
Wandered into the cold water in his skivvies, hoping for life.
His mouth made a lou...
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Categories:
skivvies, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Deciding To Live
...It had been a bad month; Jim was exhausted from death.
He drove to their favorite lake and took off his clothes.
Wandered into the cold water in his skivvies, hoping for life.
His mouth made a lou...
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Categories:
skivvies, hope,
Form: Narrative
Tiptoe Through the Tulips
...Just woke up to this gorgeous day
What joy, think I'll go out to play
In my skivvies I will
Oh what a thrill
Tiptoe through the tulips twittering away...
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Categories:
skivvies, joy,
Form: Limerick
Aging Long Haired Pencil Neck Geezer
...(alternately titled no particular reason:
bring unto “fake” trumpeting Caesar
seven salad dressings from deep freezer
and lettuce deign at your plea azure.)
Graced with boyish good looks,
inno...
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Categories:
skivvies, 12th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Free verse
Wife of the Party
...WIFE OF THE PARTY
skinny-dips, no flips
no dubious belly flops
bare nekkid reality
without his skivvies
he’s the life of the party
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Categories:
skivvies, crazy,
Form: Light Verse
Tiptoe Through the Tulips
...Just woke up to this gorgeous day
What joy, think I'll go out to play
In my skivvies, I will
Oh what a thrill
Tiptoe through the tulips twittering away...
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Categories:
skivvies, joy,
Form: Limerick
Dressed To a Kill
...the rain spilled its barrels on my way to work
hit a pot hole and the tire split
the spare like a donut was cream filled
a passing motorist splashed me with a puddle
my nice matching suit was not...
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Categories:
skivvies, funny,
Form: Free verse
Holly Day Cheer Oy Vey
...Holly Day Cheer, Oy Vey
Lemme breathe smoke free air, okay
devoid of exhaust from swarm
(bajillion) enroute without delay
Santas Clauses gas guzzling
hybridized motorized sleigh,
coordinatin...
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Categories:
skivvies, celebration, christmas, games, hair,
Form: Political Verse
Dear Joe,
...Ah, the life surreal. Nothing like wearing the weirdness like a greatcoat as I sip bad hotel coffee and muse over where the last few years have taken me while watching ice flow around old tires stuc...
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Categories:
skivvies, humor,
Form: Prose
Almost 60 Degrees
...Almost 60 degrees, what's happening, NOT complaining
Must get this straight, a little perplexing but entertaining
Will run out in my skivvies
But won't show my privies
That would encourag...
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Categories:
skivvies, weather,
Form: Limerick
A Load of Old Balls - Bawdy Limerick Now a Collaboration
...An old scholar called Mi Balls Hung Lo
Wished he could put his gonads on show
His poor wife got quite mad
But his daughter said “Dad…
just remember to add a big bow”
By Jan Alli...
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Categories:
skivvies, body, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Tiptoe Through the Tulips
...Just woke up to this gorgeous day
What joy, think I'll go out to play
In my skivvies I will
Oh what a thrill
Tiptoe through the tulips whispering naughty phrases...
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Categories:
skivvies, fun,
Form: Limerick
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