...God-Given Right To Bare Arms... Poem by TMA

Everywhere;
Hot girls
And even hotter pants
Have you ever caught someone’s daddy
Staring at some long legs?
Everywhere;
Matatus and minivans
Matutas and miniskirts
Friday night
Is ‘Operation Tumbo Cut’
When the boys come window shopping…

Ladies, you can wear whatever
And though our eyes will be split
Between your eyes and your cleavage –
Making for awkward conversations –
Don’t worry, we’re listening
It’s your right to dress however
And not allow any dude
To use that as an excuse
To try and take advantage of you –
Just be careful, ’cause your fashion statements
Said more about yourself
Than your mouth ever did.

Whatever makes you feel right–
Whatever makes you comfortable–
Whatever makes you feel like…you
And if your clothes speak out about you
You know the saying –
“Brevity is the soul of wit”
So the less said the better
And you, old man,
Muttering about degeneration of morals
And amoral generations
If it doesn’t look good,
Then why are you still looking?