When the earth was young and wild

And man was just a child

We roamed the land unclothed

With nothing to behold

We felt the sun on our skin

And the wind in our hair

We were free from the burden

Of clothing we couldn’t wear

We were one with nature

In all her raw and raw beauty

We were hunters and gatherers

Living off the land, our duty

We knew not of fabrics

Or the art of stitching thread

But we were strong and hearty

And our animality wasn’t dead

But as time passed us by

And civilization grew

We learned to weave and sew

And our nudity withdrew

But in my heart I long

For that time of old

When life was simpler

And the era before clothing, was bold.

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