Just because your wife
Gets in bed with no underwear
Doesn’t mean Jack shit.
She’s probably just “airing out”
Her pretty muffin,
Taking a break from those tight black squeezers.
Albeit difficult to test,
Is that she simply forgot to put on her PJs.
A tough hypothesis to test indeed
But a reasonable speculation,
Knowing a wife and mom’s weltanschauung for slumber.
But there she is...
Naked to the satin sheets and April wind
In a contemplative callipygian slumber.
She begins to snore-
Your only solution,
Go in the living room and write about Tiger Beetles…
Not much of a solution for you Guys,
At least as far as parts of your covered bodies
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