Silver and Roses, Henna and Myrrh

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Lipstick & Rouge, Panties & Bras

 

 

Lipstick and Rouge, Panties and Bras

 

Lipstick and rouge, with panties and bras,

Girdles and stockings, leotards, tights--

These I adore with oohs and with aahs.

These are the best of all my delights.

Is there a Queendom lost in the stars

Full of such treasures, holy trousseau,

Heavenly realm that nought ever mars?

Thither will I betake me to go.

Nothing so blissful, nothing so fair--

Panties perfumed and girdles of silk,

Lovely as flowers, refreshing as air,

Stockings as white and creamy as milk.

Galaxies distant, stars far away,

Have you a realm as sweet as I say?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 With Eighteen Score and Five White Panties, I

 

With eighteen score and five white panties, I,

A new chronometry imposing on the year,

Each month and date embroidering, would fly

With fingers stitching on the fabric sheer,

With red and purple, pink and yellow floss,

Adorning numerals with dainty flowers,

Each pretty blossom like unto a boss

Protruding subtly to count out the hours

That, coming in succession, make the day.

So numerous my suite of panties grows,

I need a chest of lacquer or parquet,

Whereto affixed the emblem of a rose

Would intimate the nature of the cargo

But place before stray hands a mute embargo.

 

 

One Hundred Corselettes and Ninety Tights

 

One hundred corselettes and ninety tights,

Two hundred stockings, thick ones, thin ones, sheers,

A gorgeous treasury of sweet delights.

If that I knew a lady who had these,

I think I would approach her for to ask,

I think I'd get myself upon my knees,

And beg that she appoint me to the task

Of managing her wardrobe, her trousseau.

I'd wash and iron, I'd scent and put away

Each lacy garment, all her fine tricot.

I'd occupy myself twelve hours a day.

Just have her give me cookies, cake and milk,

         And I'll care for her satin and her silk.