wrong underpants

The bride handed me her veil

And disguised her groom as a gent

Hiding that he was a monster

I married him and I went on 

A honeymoon to an island 

Where all the trouble began

He was hung huge and thick

And long like a tree but that doesn't 

Make up for all the misery I spent

Hiding away in a cabin 

Besides the stabbing of my bubbled over ass

I wondered how much more crass he could be and I wondered if I had a pussy

Would he still lust for my ass

And does he know I'm not his bride

Just an imposter in the wrong underpants.