Hosiery On Half-forgotten Nuns
Corset strung as tight as tight,
Buster strode abroad
In his bustier and boa
Not quite perfect, slightly flawed
Yet wolves whistled at his bod
And bats took to the air
Wondering about the flap
Lured by Buster's musky scent
Hoping to get to know the chap
Some would dance upon his lap
| Contributors: | Apsley, loaf, F, will h, Anon., Kansas Sam, Chevalier. |
| Poem finished: | 15th December 2005 by Apsley. |