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Naturist, skinny dipper But never ****** waver; Some of us are exhibitionists A point I hope you savor. I am into keeping clothing Something more than minimal But, I should not ever be Thought of as a criminal. After all, the same people Who piously point to their Bible Ignore that we are born **** And every other word is libel. It simply makes no sense To impose laws on a poor sod And then paint yourself with Trappings of some ancient god. I don’t take my clothes off To discomfit you even a little But your frothings-at-the-mouth I regard as simply spittle. I have never agreed with your Mesopotamian mythology, And I disagree with it all, With no remorse or apology. But bear this in mind, please I resent you pushing on to me A way of living that I feel Is very uncomfortable to be. I don’t ask you to be naked If that is not right for you But to tell me I must not Is an offensive thing to do. The idea that a tiniest bit Of what is so honestly me Is such a horrendous and Disgusting thing for you to see In a world of thongs and bikinis And pushup padded wonder bras Is a matter of gross hypocrisy And to me, an ignoble cause.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 10:07 PM UTC
I, A NUDIST
Naturist, skinny dipper But never ****** waver; Some of us are exhibitionists A point I hope you savor. I am into keeping clothing Something more than minimal But, I should not ever be Thought of as a criminal. After all, the same people Who piously point to their Bible Ignore that we are born **** And every other word is libel. It simply makes no sense To impose laws on a poor sod And then paint yourself with Trappings of some ancient god. I don’t take my clothes off To discomfit you even a little But your frothings-at-the-mouth I regard as simply spittle. I have never agreed with your Mesopotamian mythology, And I disagree with it all, With no remorse or apology. But bear this in mind, please I resent you pushing on to me A way of living that I feel Is very uncomfortable to be. I don’t ask you to be naked If that is not right for you But to tell me I must not Is an offensive thing to do. The idea that a tiniest bit Of what is so honestly me Is such a horrendous and Disgusting thing for you to see In a world of thongs and bikinis And pushup padded wonder bras Is a matter of gross hypocrisy And to me, an ignoble cause.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 10:07 PM UTC
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