Red, Red Bra -- Hal Sirowitz

(Poem #234)Red, Red Bra I bought a red bra, she said. I knew you'd like it. The only problem was I didn't have a red blouse to wear with it. I bought that & red pants & shoes, so it wouldn't stand out so much. I also thought of getting red panties. But I said to hell with that. I'm not going to worry if one small part  of the outfit doesn't match. And who's  going to see my underwear? Just you. What do you know about fashion? Nothing. -- Hal Sirowitz