Mis-Sized Clothing(A Lament) Poem by Practicing Poetess
Mis-Sized Clothing(A Lament)
I think someone fell asleep on the line,
And stamped a '10' into a size nine.
They thought they'd sneak in a nap at work
And hope, 'round the corner, their boss didn't lurk.
It's the poor consumer who comes up short
When clothing sizes aren't as they purport
And it can make you mad as spit
To cram yourself into what doesn't fit!
Now, assembly lines can hypnotize
Cause heavy lids, and sleepy eyes
But of quality work, there is a dearth
All customers want is their money's worth.
t can make you mad as spit To cram yourself into what doesn't fit! of quality work there is dearth........ thank u for this poem and for the idea which you are spreading. tony
I am an old man. I want function over form. I would still like at least my sneakers to fit my feet. Oh yeah, I'm fat. Most things don't fit well, and I don't want to starve to make them fit. Nice poem, Princess.
Thank you, Mister KK! P.S: Old is a state of mind. Your soul is most likely very young-at-heart, to be on a Poetry site. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 10:29:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I have had much experience of clothes that do not quite fit. But I prefer trousers which are slightly tight, than oversize ones. I want a comfortable-fitting shirt, not a tight, fashionable one. A most thought-provoking poem.
Michael, were I a man, I'd also prefer trousers which were more form-fitting and flattering, to oversize ones which would fall down, if you didn't constantly pull them up! :) And with shirts, you want breathing room, and room to move around. Thank you for commenting!