Nakedness

Bless me father, for I have sinned
Five years since my last confession
Envy, greed, sloth, my bitter transgression
Of my faults, I with haste rescind

But there is one, unfairly pinned
It was not by my indiscretion
Bless me father, for I have sinned
Five years since my last confession

On the Baltic Sea, of my clothes, I skinned
The frigid waters, I found myself freshened
There is joy indeed, free of possession
Not one stitch I wore, ‘cept that I grinned

Bless me father, for I have sinned
Five years since my last confession

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"Always try to add a little fizz and ginger to everything you write." --Matthew Stibbe

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