The Women Of Fashion Poem by james watkin
The Women Of Fashion
Inch by inch we uncovered them.
Abbreviating year by year
Mode up from ankles summer-sloshed;
Eve's rhythm-swirling gear.
Was there a molested victim
More wary as more willing?
No stray designer's hand fought off;
Beau Monde faith instilling.
Bouts of quaintness suffer them
The poor women of fashion.
Nudity's novelty apogee -
Some see in it regression!
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5/14/2024 5:56:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely to hear about women's fashion shrinking and from a mans point of view.
Thankyou so much Lyn. 😊
Thankyou so much Lyn. 😊