My Poetry. Man Bag.

I can’t go anywhere without you
you’re substantial in my life
feel naked when your not around me
you’re as close as my dear wife.
I fill you with lots of goodies
trapped in darkness for hours
you keep my bananas tip-top
And protect my lunch from showers.
My man bag is such a treasure
I take good care of it
careful what I put inside you
And not fill you with sӣ$t.
As the deodorant rattles with pleasure
the pens all jump for joy
you can only go with a man to work
Not a girl or a little boy.
I hope you last forever
into my golden age
and if anyone decides to steal you
I will blow up in a rage.