Just a little ditty I wrote, inspired in part by a George Carlin bit. God rest his funny soul.
For anybody who does NOT know what a wedgie is, see the second definition here. 🙂
Wedgie Wedding Lyrics
1. The church was filled with flowers
And three hundred close friends
My gown of lace was white as snow
And I had no split ends
Everything was perfect, just as it should be
Except for one small detail that was
Tugging at me…
I had a wedgie on my wedding day
It crept on up as Dad gave me away
I had a wedgie but I tried to smile
Takin’ the trip down that long, long aisle
2. The groomsmen and the bridesmaids
We had ten of each
Guys in black tuxedos
Gals in satin peach
Cold champagne was waiting,
Steak and lobster too
All that I could think of was where my
Undies had gotten to…
I had a wedgie of atomic force
I would’ve loved to give it a yank, (of course!)
I had a wedgie but what could I do
Standin’ at the altar with my love so true?
3. Your undies may be borrowed
Your undies may be blue
But never ever let your undies
Get the best of you
Listen, everybody, don’t do as I have done
If you can’t trust your bloomers
You’re better off with none!!
I had a wedgie that was just plain wrong
My French-cut undies turned into a thong
I had a wedgie, I’m tellin’ ya , man!
It really wasn’t part of my wedding plan.
I had a wedgie on my wedding day.
I had a wedgie –what more can I say??
Friends, I have exactly 100 of my “I Need A Man” CDs left from my first printing. And once they’re gone — they’re GONE!! There may be a second printing someday, but with changes. So these are unique.
Get one here — only $10.00, plus low shipping. Mailed with moonbeams and mystic loving meanderings directly from ME!! 🙂
So what about this wild and crazy poem of mine above?? Well…
The other day I Stumbled on this site called _____ will ______ you. Fascinating place. LOVE the concept! Very poetically inspiring for me.
One disclaimer — please enter there at your own risk, much of the content is definitely R rated.
Since I discovered ____ will____ you, I’ve been infiltrating daily and dropping little “poetic love bombs” like the lines above. My hope is if I leave at least 20 non-crass thoughts there a day for the rest of my life, eventually the crasser ones will show up maybe only once in every 100, unlike once in every 3 to 5 as they seem to now — my reasoning being people are starving for nice thoughts. Do you think?
Am I completely crazy?? (Wait – don’t answer that!)
Be well my friends!! Be well and speak in poems of love wherever you are.
Part Two of our beautiful Zilker Gardens can be found here.
Does your area have a public garden? Do you go there with your camera? Or pen and paper? Or with nothing at all, but you and your heart and soul to be filled?