A moment of madness,…

The sun was out but for a day
So I went out for a wander
And, did I find, to my dismay,
So many fashion blunders.

What is wrong with humankind
That when the sun does care to shine
It pops into their futile minds
To dress up properly to the nines?

A young man, the first to catch my glance
Surf shorts, school pumps and T-shirt.
The shorts were hanging round his arse,
And his hair was full of flea dirt.

And then a lady, aged fifty-two,
Staggering in hot pants,
She walks as though she needs the loo,
Whilst to her phone she rants.

An elderly gent in shorts and slippers
Wobbles down the road by me,
He munches on his oats and kippers
Until nurse catches escapee.

A teenage girl in a halter neck top,
Shivers at the roadside,
Her hair and make-up all over the shop,
Alack, alas, the forecast lied.

So why do we do it?  We never learn,
We live in the UK.
We have to accept the weather may turn
And usually turn to grey.