This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I've bought a pair of knickersLike I've never bought before.I'm usually quite perfunctoryWhilst in the knicker store.All my life long, I've only hadThe kind you wouldn't mindTo be caught in if you got run downThat doctors must needs find.They're always black, and always high,The sort the army hides in(But only once I've vacated)...
