I've got a wedgie
Riding up my crack
I'd pull it out
But first must look back.

Alas, there are folks
Down the corridor walking
If I fix it now
They would surely be talking

So into my office
For privacy divine
Is this still a wedgie
Or a freakin' clothesline?

But then my boss pops in
For a long meeting
I had to just grin
While my ass took a beating.

I hope he didn't think
The faces I made
Meant his talk was a stink
Or got my review a poor grade.

What? ! Now I'm fired!
So 'clean out the desk'
First I'll unpack my mess
Before I do the rest.

Yeah, I'll clean out my 'drawers' and -
Wait a second! Where's it gone?
My boxers have vanished
Something is wrong!

So I beg of you
I'm down on my knees
If I just bend over
Will you pull it out please?

Just be careful!
Whatsoever you do
Cause yesterday's pair
Might be in there too!

Chuck Audette

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-a-bind-an-ode-to-the-wedgie/