GeekSusie

Skid Marks and Secrets: An Underwear Odyssey

In a world that clings to mystery and mystique,

There lurks a question, curious and unique,

\"Why underwear?\" we all exclaim,

The answers to this riddle are never quite the same.

 

Is it a plot by those who make the suds,

To keep us washing, scrubbing in our tubs?

Detergent manufacturers with a secret wish,

To see our skivvies swirling in a soapy dish?

 

Or is it a fear, a terror quite unspoken,

Of marks unseemly, and garments awoken?

A stain upon our pride, a skid upon our name,

Without our underwear, would life ever be the same?

 

Boxers, briefs, or lacy little numbers,

We all have a choice that grants us slumbers,

For comfort, style, or utility\'s sake,

Without them, oh the faux pas we would make!

 

So let us praise the pants that keep us neat,

A life without them would be quite incomplete,

Raise a cheer for underwear, in all its splendid forms,

A necessity, a comfort, the norm among the norms!

 

© Susie Stiles-Wolf