This little thing that rest on our hips,
some of you fold, bend or just clip,
usually empty but sometimes your packed,
and your never just gone,
but rather misplaced or jacked
usually black but also some brown,
and stuffed with a card for a night on the town.
Some are real big, some are just square,
some of you close with a velcro like hair,
some can get wet, and others are rare,
some are packed full so that people will stare,
but no wallet for me....no....as a fact,
mines white and green....a cigaratte pack.