An Ode To My Underwear

Most days I'm free and unfettered,
Going commando as they say.
Nothing in the way.
Swinging in the breeze.

When necessary, like at work,
I wear boxer briefs.
High leg cut a must, very comfortable,
Almost like wearing nothing at all.

Then there are the bikini briefs,
The ones with no fly.
Inconvenient but nice on hot summer days
And just to impress the ladies.

For the few cold winter days here
I  prefer standard military issue.
Drawers, light weight, cold weather, (gen III)
And drawers, cold weather, 100% polypropylene.

Then there's stuff which comes out
Only for holidays and anniversaries
And special occasions. G-strings
And "pouches" and such.

The plain white ones I've tie dyed
And are a big hit year round,
Especially at parties.
An explosion of color in my pants.

No boxers, ever, and
No more plain white briefs.
They seem so empty.
After all, why be so ordinary?