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!”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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