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10/24 Waking up naked

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BEACH UNREADY

BEACH UNREADY

Why was I naked when I awoke
Could it be an odd sort of joke
A nudist beach with similar folk
But no, a deserted strip of sand
Memory loss I don’t understand
Before I move, just let me think

I do recall many a rum and coke
And someone there who spoke
I've a tiny towel worn as a cloak
Seeing the parts of me not tanned
Such a display was never planned
A lad’s day out and lots to drink

The cold tide laps, ready to soak
No pocket no wallet, I am broke
Such embarrasment it can evoke
This exposure sure to be banned
Yet hardly covered with my hand
And those I meet may well blink

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

About the Author

Region, Country: w,yorks, UK, GBR

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Comments

Leslie

Leslie

8 months 4 weeks ago

Twizzle48

I would llike to have been the one in your place! The topic was comical and I enjoyed it alot' I'll have to check out more of your stuff.

Geezer

Geezer

8 months 3 weeks ago

Another odd...

and complicated rhyme scheme! Yeah, never woke to find myself naked and not know how, but I certainly have awakened in some strange places and circumstances, which were brought to mind. Excellent story. ~ Geez.
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