Fog In the Nude

the Fog rolled in and got stuck

on my bedroom screen.

Hey, you in there! Wake up!

the Fog slid through the window sill

and Tickled my nose.

Get up, you lazy bum!

Can't you see I'm stuck.

I want to be free from this screen

Before the Sun robs me of my dewy clothes.

He likes to see me nude.

I have to admit

Being nude is nice.

I can smell the mint on the ground

Can you? Get up! Get out of bed.

Don't just stare at me

Here, stuck on your screen.

Why don't you come outside

and Smell the mint up close and personal,

Lying on it with your whole body,

the Way I do.

You would smell so good.

We could do it together.

Come on!

No, no! Don't get dressed,

We can be nude together.

Do you want coffee, first?

Why are you afraid?

Who could possibly see you?

There is no one lurking in your backyard

Except the squirrels and they don't care.

Come on!

Those lemons on that tree are so yellow

And the blossoms are so white.

And the tree is nude.

Have you noticed?

All the plants in your yard are nude.

They expose their genitalia;

and I know you like looking at

the Nude plants with with beautiful

Blossoming genitalia.

Do you need to water them?

I give them my life.

Well, a little bit of it before

the Sun removes my dewy clothes.

He likes to see me nude.

I have to admit

Being nude is nice.