I've got a wedgie <br />Riding up my crack <br />I'd pull it out <br />But first must look back. <br /> <br />Alas, there are folks <br />Down the corridor walking <br />If I fix it now <br />They would surely be talking <br /> <br />So into my office <br />For privacy divine <br />Is this still a wedgie <br />Or a freakin' clothesline? <br /> <br />But then my boss pops in <br />For a long meeting <br />I had to just grin <br />While my ass took a beating. <br /> <br />I hope he didn't think <br />The faces I made <br />Meant his talk was a stink <br />Or got my review a poor grade. <br /> <br />What? ! Now I'm fired! <br />So 'clean out the desk' <br />First I'll unpack my mess <br />Before I do the rest. <br /> <br />Yeah, I'll clean out my 'drawers' and - <br />Wait a second! Where's it gone? <br />My boxers have vanished <br />Something is wrong! <br /> <br />So I beg of you <br />I'm down on my knees <br />If I just bend over <br />Will you pull it out please? <br /> <br />Just be careful! <br />Whatsoever you do <br />Cause yesterday's pair <br />Might be in there too!<br /><br />Chuck Audette<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-a-bind-an-ode-to-the-wedgie/
