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AUTUMN/FALL COMES - NUDIST'S LAMENT
The leaves are falling off the bushes,
There'll be none left to hide blushes
As we walk, hands on middle crossed,
To salvage the dignity lost.
When it gets icy and slipping,
It's too cold for skinny dipping.
Frost at extremities gets nipping,
Ambles are turned to skinny skipping.
Our summer tans will fade away,
Leaving our skins a fleshy grey
Unless we've cash to fly away
Where tropic suns still heat the day.
There'll be none left to hide blushes
As we walk, hands on middle crossed,
To salvage the dignity lost.
When it gets icy and slipping,
It's too cold for skinny dipping.
Frost at extremities gets nipping,
Ambles are turned to skinny skipping.
Our summer tans will fade away,
Leaving our skins a fleshy grey
Unless we've cash to fly away
Where tropic suns still heat the day.
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