When Will Reason Return

It began with no clothes at all When mankind heard natures call But fig leaves began to cover parts As modesty formed within their hearts. Finally, shirts and skirts were worn With beards and haircuts neatly shorn Itchy wools began to oppress Fashion evolved, toward undress. Minis came showing every space As fashion fought to find its place So, now we have been forced to dress In clothes that mirror much distress. Torn tattered jeans with ragged holes Mismatched with skimpy camisoles We dress for work with tees and flops And stupid sayings on our tops. I wonder will reason e’re return With taste and dignity, I yearn For us to think before we dress And not look like we are homeless!