Old Men In Hats

We used to laugh at the old men who drove around town wearing hats, but those guys always looked sharp. They didn’t wait for a special occasion to dress up. They were dapper and presentable no matter where they went.

By comparison, people today dress like slobs. They look like they start their day in a dumpster of irregulars behind a second-rate strip mall. I miss the class that men used to exude. I miss those hats.

Class

Dear Lady, Dear Lady 

When choosing your clothing 

Don’t show us your ass 

Show us some class 

We don’t need fine details 

About private features 

One assumes it’s quite splendid 

To those who befriend it 

But we might enjoy knowing 

That in addition to looking 

So fetching and lovely 

And chatting so cheerfully 

Smiling so sweetly 

And laughing so freely 

That there’s more than meets the eye 

How will you show 

That you’ve a head on your shoulders 

A mind of your own 

With thoughts on what matters 

A strong sense of self-worth 

That defies idle chatter 

And rises above 

Dull social encounters?

Show us 

Dear Lady 

That you bring to the table 

Than a splash 

Or a dash 

Of giggles and cleavage 

And couture panache 

Show us your manners

Show us some class 

If that is not too much to ask

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