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Ode To The Suit

  • January 29, 2022

a suit that goes bathing,

a suit that’s so spare,

a triangle of sparkles,

it covers a square …

 

a suit that costs hundreds,

a suit nipple small,

a fraction of fabric,

it makes my skin crawl …

 

a suit that worships,

a suit that bows down,

a prayer to religion,

it’s sun wears the crown …

 

a suit that meows,

a suit with desire,

a just next to nothing,

it catches on fire …

 

a suit is a signal,

a suit for the eye,

a nation of naturals,

it’s begging to fly …

 

a suit fills my plate,

a suit menu rave,

a smorgasbord all summer,

it’s dinner time! … wave! …

 

©2005 Samuel Saint Thomas

 
 
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