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โ€œOVER-REACHING FACEBOOK POLICIES AS THEY WERE APPLIED TO OUR TEXAS NUDIST COLONY!โ€ a poem a.k.a.: โ€œBeautiful Dreamer!โ€ Friday: November 30, 2018

โ€œYour voluptuous girls,โ€ Facebook-did-say;

โ€œTheyโ€™re-far-too-provocative! (pause) Theyโ€™re NOT OK!

To-put-on-your-posts, so – your page we will close,

And all will be better! This-is-what we suppose.

YOU-ARE-EXPOSING T O O M U C H – we-must-hide,

These-things-a-from view; these โ€˜picsโ€™ open wide,

More than WE care for – care for to see,

Weโ€™ll-throw-this-blanket-over-you –

YOUโ€™RE – NOT – FREE! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Aw, shucks!

We ARE the censors, and we have OUR rules,

To safeguard The Public – from lecherous fools,

And YOU – are a foolish- and nasty, bad bloke,

Who feels – and shows – way-too-much – STOP YOUR โ€˜POKE,โ€™

For the wrong sort of feelings – your pictures provoke,

We abhor LUST – Donโ€™t-you-lust-us! [and THIS IS] NO JOKE! ๐Ÿ™‚ – !

Take-away – all-your smutty, ribald points of view,

ONLY SO MUCH WILL WE-TOLERATE FROM YOU!โ€

We once had-a-nudist-camp, where we tanned, swam and washed!

Even little children – in the air – parents tossed!

We used us some blankets, when we sat in our chairs;

We welcomed our youngstersโ€™ inquisitive stares,

But ONE DAY – a Facebook, Incorporated Gent,

Entered our camp – with restrictions they sent!

He posted this notice:

โ€œYOUR CAMP IS NOW CLOSED!

And youโ€™ll-now-don-our-garments!* These rules weโ€™ve proposed!

We know what is best – and a-nudist-colony,

Is NEVER appropriate – in OUR symphony!

So, youโ€™re closed down for good; your exposure is VILE,

And your nudity, you lecher(s) – is NEVER IN STYLE!

The-human-bodyโ€™s-to-be-clothed, and your children-werenโ€™t-meant-to-see,

Anything in PUBLIC – even-breast-feeding – naturally!

For we KNOW breasts and the-groin – are STRICTLY FORBIDDEN;

They are private AND DIRTY – and, by GOD, weโ€™re not kiddinโ€™ ๐Ÿ™‚ – Oh, my!

fin <3

* – i.e.: Community Standards!!!

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)