Young lady
I wonder if you are aware
And I hope you're inncocent
But in this latest
Fashion craze
Of translucent leggings
Worn as pants
I can see your underwear
Young lady
I wonder if you know
You've taken the make-up
One step too far
And painted yourself
A clown face
Young lady
Those eyelashes
Coated on
Look like
Spider legs
Far too long
And the padding around
Your derriere
Are you wearing a *****
Unbalanced on those
Spikes called heels
So when you topple over
I'm not surprised
My dear
Your hair truly is
Magnificent
A nest perched on your head
Stick out your chest
Like a puffin puffing with pride
A peacock strutting its feathers
Yours are the multi-coloured talons
Fish lips
And a pink tongue hanging out
Just like a dog
Deep breath in
And assets pushed together
Time for a selfie
In the bathroom mirror
Young lady
There was a time
When dresses reached the knees
And camel toes did not exist
Blouses were buttoned
And modesty was dear
Chivalry was alive
And a rosy tinge of blush
Was the sweetest thing
That is all it took for attraction
To blossom