WHAT'S A GIRL TO DO? (or, Incident #2) I went to buy some makeup, And I went into the mall, I made it to the drug store, And it seemed no time at all. Feeling somewhat timid, On buying something femme, I'm not like several others, Who can buy without a qualm. So, picking up the makeup, A flash light and a bar, I went up to the check out, Which wasn't very far. The lady took the objects, And wrapped them up for me, There wasn't any incident, As far as I could see. So, feeling rather confident, And inward, full of glee, I wandered into Wal-Mart, To see what I could see. The lady at the entrance, Took my little bag, Took it with a flourish, Put on a little tag. My little bag secure now, I wandered through the store, To the lingerie department, Where I had been before. I knew just what to look for, I knew what I had seen, A high waist panty girdle, Had made my eyes agleam. Picking up the girdle, What did I espy? A full length satin girdle, Caught my eager eye. So, feeling very bold now, I checked the items out, Hoping for no incident, That, I can do without. But, no, there was no problem, No incident as such, The lady wrapped my girdles, And I thanked her very much. So, feeling very pleased now, And very much the toff, I sauntered out the door, THE ALARM BELL WENT OFF. |
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