The Streaker
Light of foot and bare of rump
across the grass he ran,
in close embrace with Nature,
this boldly streaking man.
What impulse motivated him,
what sudden-formed decision
to face the world untrammelled
by human inhibition?
Was it just an impish urge
to shock his fellow men.
or did the sunlight fill his soul
with overwhelming yen
to revert to childhood,
to new-born infancy,
when innocence was guise enough
to appease morality!
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