Poem: Infamous Thong
Ok, it’s time for something a bit different for a post. A long way back I wrote a poem related to I believe Speedo, which I have not had any luck locating. But with not being able to find it, it got me wanting to try an attempt at a new poem. Here is what I came up with on the thong front.
Oh what a sight.
It shouldn’t be such a fright.
The ultimate wedgie you may think.
Or that it is some sort of kink.
A piece of fabric between the cheeks.
May not be what one really seeks.
But once you find the right ones.
You’ll be happy to show your buns.
It’s not all about sex appeal.
It’s about how they make you feel.
Confidence, sexy, and empowered are some that come to me.
It’s a pity that so many are missing the glee.
Women embrace them as a choice.
Men shun them with their voice.
Why do men fear them so?
It’s stereotypes that make them say no.
It’s time for society to adapt.
Men in thongs should not be inapt.
Let’s open our eyes and our mind.
Thongs are a great choice for all mankind.