FASHION FREAK
I always dressed exactly like my dad.
New fashion never interested me.
No sooner in than it’s gone out of date.
I’ll not spend money on a passing fad.
It’s all a con as far as I can see
And being conned is something that I hate,
Not that I’m a square: I get there in the end.
I have a system that I think is great.
I shop at Oxfam for my clothes you see,
So I still keep up with each fashion trend.
Just five years late
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