The Naked Man – A Poem

Oh what a nice day

For a walk in the sun,

Up the road to the river

They walk, then they run.


They stop at the bridge

To watch the water glisten

But wait, what’s that noise?

So they stop and listen.


Can they believe it?

I don’t think they can,

On the grass opposite

Stands a naked man!


They hoot with laughter

As he turns to stare,

Widens his eyes

And has quite a scare!


Hands shoot to his crotch

When he turns to run,

But bounds over a hedge

To catch a thorn in his bun!


This poem is based on a true story!