A rude practical April Fool’s Joke was played in December,
Using Christmas as a guise, this 17-year-old bonnie lass,
Sent a text message to her would be patsy,
He thought he would get a piece of ass.
The 31 year old male was all topsy-turvy,
Like a peacock strutting his thing for a Lexus in Peacock Blue,
(see Obervation The Name Lexus is for the Birds)
But he wasn’t gay, but he donned his apparel, his birthday suit.
He went butt-naked, where he would land in someone else’s property.
Lucky for him it is summer down there,
For he and the girl would have no loss,
I would like to visit New Zealand for the wild habitat and geophysical conditions that abound,
No seeing a stark naked man, who instead of mooning you,
Shows you his Southern Cross.
(12-21-2007)
Joe Rosochacki
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/now-we-don-our-kiwi-non-apparel/
