The Recurring Nightmare

The Recurring Nightmare By Elton Camp Is this a dream that you’ve often had That you went out too scantily clad? But to that revolting social mistake Nobody any notice ever seems to take From what at malls and beach I see That dream too often describes reality I see one who’s dressed like Daisy Duke The sight of her fat behind makes me puke There’s a young man walking in the store His pants sagging, shorts showing. Abhor! Then comes a stout woman with midriff bare To look at her why would anyone really care Along strides an old woman dressed like a teen Dress too short, low in front, far too much seen Full-length mirrors must be in very short supply If they looked at themselves they say, “Oh my!”