i am such a martyr
that i wear a garter
and corset wherever i go
despite my appearance
this candid aberrance
is something most never will know
it might be quite tight
if i’m tied up just right
to the point where constriction is nigh
but such is the price
one must pay to look nice
therefore, i never dare question why
Max, or Not 
People are really funny Max. Great to see some poetry from you. How all is well
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Nope. I am no martyr, Max. In the style of Dorothy Parker’s Resume:
FOUNDATIONS
Shapers pinch you;
Corsets can pop;
Girdles cinch you
but make muffin-top.
Comfort waists aren’t;
Spandex snaps;
Fuck undergarments;
I’d rather look fat.
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this is epic! though, it should be considered, that my poem is purely subjective… at least, subjectively so, lol
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