Clothes

Poem

Buying clothes you need or not
As the case may be. Too many or too few,
Worn out or a size too large
Pretty sparkly frock for a party
Large ones,mini ones
All those socks replacements
For the ones disappeared,eaten
By the whirlwind in the washing machine.

Standing behind a lady,
Returning a long yellow dress
She’s worn to a barbecue
Or perhaps it really didn’t fit after all.

Dresses and trousers, why so many,
There is a systematic clothes buying
Pushers’ propaganda ongoing.
Destroying our culture
of traditional way of life dress,customs

Making people naked but money in clothes
so semi-naked pushing that will do.
The less Is bought the more it costs
The consumer In life, love, privacy also
Costing relationships with bodies in display

What’s it doing to our love lives
and respect is lining pockets
of the government and conspirators
Funds from the availability of the customer

Adverts to make that body look good
With some pretty little clad model
So we want to be them be like them
Who needs so many shoes,the perfect jeans
For £1000s; same as the others
But with knobs on.

Now many those shops closed,
Owned by Jews, the Greens.
Their money made, funding the Israelis,
Those pushed,brainwashed to buy,
Their mission completed