The Recurring Nightmare

Dreams and reality.

The Recurring Nightmare

 

By Elton Camp

 

Is this a dream that you’ve often had

That you went out too scantily clad?

 

But to that revolting social mistake

Nobody any notice ever seems to take

 

From what at malls and beach I see

That dream too often describes reality

 

I see one who’s dressed like Daisy Duke

The sight of her fat behind makes me puke

 

There’s a young man walking in the store

His pants sagging, shorts showing.  Abhor!

 

Then comes a stout woman with midriff bare

To look at her why would anyone really care

 

Along strides an old woman dressed like a teen

Dress too short, low in front, far too much seen

 

Full-length mirrors must be in very short supply

If they looked at themselves they say, “Oh my!”