"Nana Never Got Naked"by Maryann HazenNana never got naked Wouldn’t think of tellin’ a lie From her head to her toes She was covered in clothes Now you know, she was painfully shy Nana never got naked Her hubby would say this is true Married all of that time Never glimpsed her behind Which she kept strictly hidden from view Nana never got naked She came into this world fully dressed No, not one of her kin Ever caught her in skin And her birthday suit never got pressed Nana never got naked Not even when nana was young Never swam without hose Or her skin would expose Couldn’t guess what to do with a thong Nana never got naked She stubbornly claims to this day She sticks to her guns She don’t show off her buns Like those hootchy-koo girls do, they say Nana never got naked Or so she would have us believe But then how I am here Is a little unclear Or a trick that she pulled from her sleeve Nana never got naked And, at this point, nobody cares I think that I speak For the bold and the meek She don’t hafta be peddlin’ them wares |
Since November, 1997, MaryAnn Hazen of Ellenville, NY, has had over 50 poems, humorous and serious, appear electronically; among the publications a few of her favorites are Calliope Web-Zine, All Mixed Up and Abraxis. She is a full-time college student, a Medical Transcriptionist, and the mother of two teenage daughters. Among the life pleasures she particularly enjoys are Renaissance Faires, reading and writing, gardening, painting and more-than-anything-else poetry. Please reach her by e-mail at Faerhart2@aol.com.