How I love those small fig-leaves
At the top of legs so long
They make my boyfriend sing a song!
Terrible wee poem about my lovely wee pants. I can't wait to wear them on Hogmanay, now I just need to find the perfect top to go with them...
Thursday, 27 December 2007
Twinkle, twinkle sparkly briefs...
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