His ghostly pallor gleams by lantern light
A mask upon his face, he walks the night
And you cannot conceive what is in store
The Phaaaaantom of of the Opera will raid...
Your uuuuundie drawer!
Softly, deftly, undies shall caress you;
Wear it, feel it, secretly possess you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind;
In this comfort that you know you cannot fight.
The comfort of the undies of the night!
This post and the Undies of the Night capped off what has been an awesome day. Biscuits..I truly hope things get better and less chaotic for you soon, hun. You've been such a great friend to so many people, you deserve some good stuff in your life, too.
In sleep he sang to me,
In dreams he came.
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name.
And do I dream again?
For now I see
The Ratty of the Opera is here
In his skivvies.
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