BUCK NAKED
Buck Naked streaks down the street,
Au naturel is the way he goes.
He says he’s wearing his birthday suit,
But Buck Naked doesn’t wear any clothes.
Buck Naked likes to be bare,
He doesn’t hide a thing.
He lets it all hang out,
For the sheer joy it brings.
Comfortable in his own skin,
He's got a nude attitude.
There's no need to acessorize,
He's just an in the buff dude.
Buck Naked is naked,
Uncovered from head to toe.
And he’ll be the first to tell you,
Buck Naked is the way to go.
Michael D. Schafer
© June 2, 2018
Cheers,
Dan
Great poem! This gives me a chuckle.
Sandie
Ron
Love ya!
Jane