I tuck In My Undershirt,
any Day I just might Blurt:
“You may Look but Never See,
A Butt Crack slide Up on Me.”
Paste it To the Underwear,
my Own Recipe I Swear.
Ingredients involved are Rare,
bribe me But I’ll Never Share.
Use a Little – Use a Lot,
Not too Cold – Not too Hot.
Evenly around the Band,
Carefully with steady Hand.
Smell is Good enough to Eat,
Nutrients just Can’t be Beat.
End of Day – the Wear I Shed,
what Remains Spread on some Bread.