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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required AS NATURE INTENDED This is the tale of Edward Brown, a man respected in the town. A model of sobriety, a pillar of society. He lived alone and, in hot weather, he’d walk around in the altogether. With neighbours few and far between, he wasn’t likely to be seen. And, anyway, to make quite certain, each window had a nice net curtain. Having had a shower one night, he decided that he wasn’t quite Ready to get into bed, and so he went downstairs instead. First he put the kettle on and then prepared a buttered scone. He put some cocoa in his cup and stirred it as he filled it up. Just then he heard the front door bell; the knocker loudly knocked as well. It gave poor Edward quite a fright; who could it be this time of night? Standing there, completely nude, which in an old man looks quite lewd, He realised, with a worried frown, that between him and his dressing gown, There was a well-lit hall to pass and the front door was entirely glass. He used his two hands to conceal those bits a man should not reveal. But, as his hands were rather small, they really didn’t hide much at all. He took a deep breath, made a dash, but, sadly, also made a hash. And, running through the flood-lit hall, he tripped and had a nasty fall. Just then he glanced towards the door and was aghast at what he saw. For, standing there, mouth open wide, a female constable was right outside. Panicking, he turned and fled, revealing the rear view instead. The PC (at the wrong address) was singularly unimpressed. Her modesty was quite offended, so Mr Brown was apprehended. My Lord, he intended no offence. And that’s the case for the defence. 10th October 2019 Nude - Descending a Staircase Contest Sponsor - John Lawless
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