Walking round with nothing on, on hot and sticky days.
by Marnanel Thurman
The world is filled with frenzied folk
who say I'm incomplete
until I've played some game, or tried
their favourite thing to eat,
or read a certain book, or heard
some orchestra or band,
or spent a decade living rough
in such-and-such a land;
but most of all experiences,
the one that draws my praise
is walking round with nothing on,
on hot and sticky days.
I have been advised to remind you to look closely at the title.