posted by
the_dala at 11:57am on 12/11/2003
O noble jeans, jeans of mystery, jeans of delight
You cling to me like no other pair -- just right
With your warm blue color and soft denim weave,
How you hold in my ass, I can hardly believe.
The hems of your legs reach right to the heels of my boots,
You help me connect with my carpenter's roots.
If you did not get dirty, I would wear you each day,
I know I will cry when you start to fray.
I am never as comfy in any other attire,
In you alone could I walk through the fire.
::bows::
That was a bit of writing for the day. I took a solemn vow, and lo, see how I hold it?
You cling to me like no other pair -- just right
With your warm blue color and soft denim weave,
How you hold in my ass, I can hardly believe.
The hems of your legs reach right to the heels of my boots,
You help me connect with my carpenter's roots.
If you did not get dirty, I would wear you each day,
I know I will cry when you start to fray.
I am never as comfy in any other attire,
In you alone could I walk through the fire.
::bows::
That was a bit of writing for the day. I took a solemn vow, and lo, see how I hold it?
good job!
Re: good job!