An ode to an act of craziness

it was 5 20 when,when he returned from school,
yet another pointless day,he had lost his cool
he felt really rebellious,he needed a plan,
but most of all the thing he needed,the thing he wanted was a fan
no,his upperbody was quite cool,as he was told by his watch,
what he needed was some air,some air for his crotch
so while he changed his school uniform,he realized that he didnt care,
so that very fateful day,he refused to don underwear
it was a blissful feeling to him,really peaceful it was
so much airier he now felt,no underwear was its cause
so happy that his eyes were closed,with his parents he did bump
and all evening he roamed around,with an unsightley lump
a skipp in his step,a jump there he left a merry trail
with every little jump he made,he could feel it flail
his dad suspected what he did,he even said 'tch tch'
but every time it hit his thigh it made a sound 'pch pch'
a huge grin spread across his face,try as hard as he might,
his privates were so airier now,Very far from tight
today he thought,would not be, a good day to wear a dress,
for today he had,his own I-PEE-ADDRESS
and so at night he went to sleep,his actions he didnt repent,
and alas,the next morning he had set up his tent.