The biggest challenge of the day
Is getting dressed - once child's play.
I don't know which garment's worse
If you ask me each one is cursed.
Pants are where the nightmare starts
And my sanity soon departs
Feeble hands clutch tight elastic
A miracle now would be fantastic!
Nothing gets me more depressed
Than wrestling with my wretched vest
And when I finally get it on
I can feel I've got it wrong
The whole thing now is front to back
And I'm at great risk of heart attack!
The entire procedure takes an age
And soon I start to rant and rage
I simply want to tuck it in!
But it seems I cannot win
My despair is quite profound
I don't have time to mess around.
Socks and shoes, need I say more?
You and I both know the score.
I try to bend down to my feet
But sense the onset of defeat.
The time has come to make a stand -
I hope that you will understand.
I don't intend to cause a sensation...
But I've joined the Naturist Foundation!
And as everybody knows -
Members there dispense with clothes.
Nudity is not a sin
I know that I will fit right in.