Though she wore not but her birthday suit,
Her sense of fashion was absolute.
Lifting that sole fig leaf
Already nigh adrift,
To Adam declared Eve:
Due credit do me give,
From my Fall-collection— back to root!
It's latest, this swell brief,
Fashion sense you have if,
The fruit of barest notes from my flute!
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Tongue-in-cheek | 24.01.2020 |
Topic: fashion, humour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Musing! ! Adam and Eve. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks, dear poet for the feedback, but it seems, other PH readers/poets have not liked it. Too risque?