All Fur Coat and No Knickers

All Fur Coat and No Knickers

The carpet burned beneath my feet

the cameras flashed, the crowd leaned sweet

the fur was heavy, rich, and grand

I walked with mischief close at hand

They whispered fast, their glances sly

a question flickered in each eye

“All fur coat, no knickers there”

a joke that drifted through the air

I smiled, I posed, I let them think

I tipped my glass, I sipped my drink

what none could guess, what none could plot

was yes, the coat was far too hot

The slit of silk, the teasing stride

no knickers needed, none to hide

for heat and humour both combined

and left their whispers far behind

Their laughter tried to catch my pace

but I just wore a bolder face

a playful truth, a daring spin

they laughed outside, I laughed within

So let them grin, let gossip grow

I owned the night, they’ll never know

for fur and fire and fearless fun

had me the winner, every one.

And yes the fur coat was too hot to wear knickers 😜