a study toward sonnet #105 by FisherKingKQJ
Alexander the Great peeped gymnophists
The sceptics were last to disrobe and cower
The stoics nodded to cellulite and cysts
The cynics to size were uniformly sour.
My old toothbrush and baking soda scour
The poo marks off nude hire bicycle seats
Naturists keep their colony in good odour
Far from gossip mongers and scandal sheets.
Fellows shouldn't be ashamed of their meats
At rampant pheromones they need to sniff,
To connoisseur upturned or downturned teats
They're Womankind's bounty, they're nature's riff.
Around our caravan my missus nude
Mows lawns: agape love shan't be lewd.
{3D interactive chorus:}
Around our caravan my missus nude.
Around our caravan my missus buff.
Around our caravan my missus undressed.