I changed my hat,
They said it did not suit,
Then at my make up someone did scoff,
Trying to please I wiped it off.
My dress was deemed to bright,
my shoes, I was told were just not right,
My stockings to light and then to dark,
Oh, what a lark,
I can't go out,
My wardrobe's empty,
Nothing left to try,
Now, should I go naked to the park?
© Lindsey Chapman - http://word-weaving.blogspot.com/