The Skin Suit
The nudist brags he’s not a slave
to fashion, but wears what nature gave.
His birthday suit, he proudly brags,
has yet from overuse turned to rags.
With only minor alterations
he wears it on all occasions,
though taste and discretion are advised:
(even fashion freaks get scandalized.)
Good care and hygiene are a must
nothing time consuming, mind you, just
a cleansing soap and a daily shower
keep skin smelling sweet by the hour.
(There’s nothing more offensive to the nose
than an odor smoldering under clothes.)
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2023
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