The Good Panties

I finally came up on a pair of good

Panties

Protecting my privates like a wrapper to

Candy

Protector of mine

Provider of comfortable coverage

My size

They didn’t come cheap that’s for

Sure

But then again, what good thing ever

Does?

I’ve had some dirty drawz

Y’all

Some were holier than thou

While others were just well endowed

I reserved some, just for Aunt Flow

You know…

That mean thing that comes around

Once a month

Bullying the hell out of a woman’s insides…

But don’t none of them

Grannies

Compare to my brand new

Panties

Aged out of rotation like

Desecration

Those old dogs got trashed

Fast

Like a good pair of comfy

Shoes

Only my new good panties will

Do!

Panties = A Southern term for “boyfriend”, “man”, “old man”

This poem was inspired by a Facebook friend of mine - D.W of Louisiana

Written by Jnaha © 2017