My Choice of Apparel

by animalworkss

I’ve done grown too big for my tired, ‘ole britches
Leaving exposed for high waters my socks
I’ve done ripped apart the bulk of my stitches
So that raggedy pieces fall off as I walk
Though this image befalls me, I have not a care
For my pasty, white skin sure could use the fresh air
I’m proud of the state of my tired, ‘ole britches
Worn loud, as proof of worlds found beyond wishes

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Copyright Keli Birchfield 2013

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