Once upon a time – an emperor

on his clothes spent every dime

Expected all his subjects in the

kingdom to dig his threads.

One day a couple of hipsters

decided to fall-by in drag city

Laid a baby on the king – we’re

the coolest tailors in the land.

You’re going to have eyes for

this new invisible thread big

daddy – presented the nude

clothes; made for splitsville.

They collected the bread; the

emperor flipped – all subjects

had to carry barf-bags; big

daddy, you ain’t the most.

To say the locals were salty

would have been an under-

statement – man the king is

square, should wear a body wig.

The emperor ran to the weaver

Hey Jim, you got fleeced!  He

called the man – had the hipsters

arrested; threw them in the can.

The king bought a zoot suit; was

now in the groove, was dug by every

one – Moral: ‘A fine appearance is

a poor substitute for inward girth.’

‘2009’ RLS