This poem was written to the most beautifully Calved man I have ever met. Rock on Tinakorn. Rock on..

...CALVES...
BY DAVID VUONG


TIS THE TRUTH, NOT A LIE,
THAT EACH CALVE IS AS BIG AS A HORSE THIGH.
MY EYES DONT DECIEVE,
YOUR CALVES HUMAN, I DONT BELIEVE.
ONE QUESTION THAT BOOGLES MY MIND, PANTS BIG ENOUGH THAT YOU CAN FIND.
SEAMS MADE OF STEEL, COTTON OF THE GODS,
PANTS THAT TRULY DELIVER AGAINST ALL ODDS.
FROM THIGH TO TOE,
INDENTATIONS THAT NEVER SHOW.
WHICH ONE IS THE THIGH? WHICH ONE IS THE CALVE? NEITHER OF THE TWO DO
YOU SEEM TO HAVE. BUT ALAS TIS THE MAN ABOVE THE CALVES THAT WE TRULY
SEE, A MAN OF INTEGRITY A MAN WITH A SMALL PEE PEE.