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Tryin' On Clothes


I tried on the farmer's hat,
Didn't fit…
A little too small — just a bit
Too floppy.
Couldn't get used to it,
Took it off.
I tried on the dancer's shoes,
A little too loose.
Not the kind you could use
for walkin'.
Didn't feel right in 'em,
Kicked 'em off.

I tried on the summer sun,
Felt good.
Nice and warm — knew it would.
Tried the grass beneath bare feet,
Felt neat.
Finally, finally felt well dressed,
Nature's clothes fit me best.

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  • November 17, 2009
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    coolio

    From guest sai (contact)
    i loved the poem. infact, i am going to use it for one of my projects

  • imkleyurflesh
    November 3, 2007

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    Shel yer ill- not doin' fine-
    Death preceded you in ninety-nine.
    Yet a poem appears from your slick dome-

    Ought-four it says- in bold monochrome.

    Bet you wish you were home sweet home-
    When you finished scrawling this madcap poem-
    Not pushin' up daisies from under the pine-
    But eating a cherry and drinking some wine.


  • williamstown
    November 21, 2006
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    A cute little write, extolling the virtues of naturism. Pity one is likely to get arrested for practising it. Nice poem though, and nice thought.

  • forsakentears
    March 20, 2005
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    This was a very nice and interesting poem..The ending is quite suprising and the last stanza was my favourite. ANother great write, amusing...Short n sweet.
    Loved it.
    ~Lana

  • weary delilah
    December 28, 2004
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    intersting how so many are used to his later, whimsical styling and so few realize he had a music career that was a bit darker than most of these poems.

  • barefoot contessa
    May 12, 2004
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    This takes me back to my childhood. I had all of the books, and I remember this poem. The rain falling on a cool summer afternoon, and I was sitting on the windowstill hugging my legs together. I wishing the rain would stop so, I could go fishing. My mom was trying to keep my mind off outdoors, by reading me this poem.

    I hope you all can post the rest of his poems, because there is a lot more than just these 9.

  • Lakota
    March 14, 2004
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    I really enjoyed this poem it made me smile at how simple things are and how we should take them for what they are free and granted.

    Lakota

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