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Under the Leather

A burly biker known as Bear
Was fond of women’s underwear.
He wasn’t gay or even curious.
(The mere suggestion made him furious!)
He simply found that silk and lace
Gave comfort in his special place.
He liked the way a bra caressed
His over-plump yet manly chest.
On weekends, when the gang would ride,
Though most would take it all in stride,
A few would snicker, even roar.
But they’re not with us anymore.

 

 

2 Comments

  1. rachel wrote:

    i read this when it first came out and died laughing.

    2 years later, and I’ve stumbled upon it again, and it is still one of my favorites!

    Wednesday, May 5, 2010 at 7:31 am | Permalink
  2. Scott wrote:

    Thanks so much for your comment, Rachel. It’s always nice to hear from an appreciative reader!

    Wednesday, May 5, 2010 at 7:56 am | Permalink

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