on women’s skimpy undergarments
worn to entice husbands
To run the other
way in utter horror
Of the unimaginable sight
of what once was
Clean as a whistle
back when modesty was
A product of Woodstock
Hippie’s summer of love
fornicating in muddy fields
with unknown wanton women
Showing up in photos
plastered all over town
on telephone-poles and in
The shady truck stop
where Kitty the waitress
gladly served truckers and
took too many tips
Edited by - Dean T on 06/26/2026 11:42:12
arousing suspicious IRS agents
Who wanted pay off
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