Shirt
I looked at all I wore,
From waist up,
Wow how far we have come,
Fabric is made by industries,
Which employs so many,
When I buy it,
So many get food from income from it,
Branded hoopla notwithstanding,
The generic product does a lot,
Imagine walking without it,
In extreme summers, rains and cold,
What would have happened to skin?
And all that underneath,
It is such a protection,
From so many insects, flies and animals,
That I am forced to say,
I need a shirt,
Iron it and keep it in my tray.
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