Bikini

"All a man really wants is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone I am thrilled when farmers of my nation, skimpy dressed, toil, Their spouses, half-naked (owing poverty), bring them food; When an artist, not caring for his robes, burns midnight oil, And brings out his masterpieces, I am forced to conclude: Lo, in nakedness is born physique-psyche wisdom coil, Eureka of Archimedes brim-filled when he was nude...! Did Adam and Eve wear any linens? I do not know, Wasn't communion prevailed midst them than bodily sex? In a complex competitive world of mere body-show, Doesn't a girl in a bikini, feel a mess of vex? Millions of millipedes mock a maiden's mind and stone-throw, When she exposes; should philosophies turn rudely flex...? Catwalking is easy in a hall of like-minded folks, Can a girl in a bikini, walk in such a way out, When the rude winter, in his fuzz-fallacy, each nerve strokes, Could she prove a philosophy of nudeness beyond doubt? I cannot accept a bikini body meant to hoax, Equilibrium is what existence is all about...!!!