Write a four line poem about something that is: naked.
This afternoon I brought Max with me to Shoppers Drug Mart to get him some more diapers. While we were in the lineup to pay for them he wandered over to the magazine rack one cashier over from us. I saw where he was headed but wasn't sure how it would play out.
So he goes up to a magazine with a woman in a bikini on its cover. He points at it, looks back at me, and then - quite loudly, and quite clearly - declares the following:
"That lady naked."
I could not swallow my snort of laughter in time, but I managed to follow it up with something along the lines of:
"Not quite. She's wearing her bathing suit."
It's really a shame there weren't more people around to hear him. I'm not sure the old lady in front of me in line fully appreciated it.
Anyway, I probably could have squeezed that into a four line poem but I thought more than a little would have been lost in the translation.
I guess that means that now I have to come up with another angle on the prompt inspired by today's fun.
Across the floor;
Your greed is
Naked once more