written by Rosa Morgan
Temperatures are rising and it's time to take the plunge.
Ah, but we must be vigilant in our modesty.
Perhaps a gentle stroll at water's edge?
Or dare we disrobe in the sanctity of the bathhouse.
Emerging in our woolen finery to be goggled by the passerby.
But we are braver yet.
With ankles hidden in dark stockings and coquettishly crossed, we shall demurely make conversation with the handsome swim instructor. Dear, I do need another lesson.
These fine specimens of manhood
are demurely wearing skirts over their swimming trunks.
While these gents are erring on the side of caution
with their life preservers on.
It's all fun at seaside
That is until the fashion police make a raid.
Lady you went too far! That's a lot of ankle you're showing!!