Aisle Of Lingerie
Parody of "Isle of Innisfree," based on "The Lake Isle Of Innisfree" by William Butler Yeats; tune: "Dreams of Alwyn"

I've met some folks who say that I'm a lecher,
And I've no doubt that what the say is right,
But, sure, a bloke is bound to be a lecher
With ladies' wearing things so sheer and tight.

And frilly undies set my heart a beatin'.
They take me where me fancy loves to play,
Especially when they're silk and have no seat in.
That's why I filched that Aisle Of Lingerie.

And when the moon is peeping through the panties
Of some fair damsel, on a windy day,
To cop a feel is all that I am after.
I'm once again seduced by lingerie.


I dream of ladies' dreamy mounds and valleys--
A luscious piece no man could e'er forego.
I love those 'birds' whose knickers fit so tightly
I get the shivers and my juices flow.

So searching for that precious stock I wandered;
"Provocateur's" storeroom I did behold.
The thongs and bustiers and bras I gathered,
And all the teddies that my arms could hold.

But, oh, alas, my dreams must be forgotten,
I dare not sell or give these things away,
Lest they should trace the footprints of my bold lust,
Still I'll enjoy my Aisle of Lingerie. (repeat last line)


typo corrected by mudelf ;-)