This is in response to JD Russell’s 'Naught Nonet' poem: Naughty Nonet | Write Out Loud

Pretty isn’t so principal,

more they gotta be practical,

made for a proper fit,

durable and comfortable.

Call them what you please,

underdaks, or even grundies.

Maybe pants or kecks,

or possibly plain old undies.

Trunks don’t excite,

lumpen, dull and slight.

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High-waisted, French-laced, or Brazilian,

White cotton, red silk, or black string,

Bikini briefs and hipsters,

Caress my lady's skin.

Her Bridget Jones’s.

(bigger knickers)

Conceals zone.

Small pants

   Groan.

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I received an official letter; they posted it through my door.

I noticed, On His Majesty's Service, as it lay there on the floor

Surprised that the London postmark wasn't special, in fact, it wasn't flash

Surprised that it had arrived, my invitation to King Charlie's bash,

Interested in what others considered attire at its best

I viewed the coronation of our late lamented ...

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