The weather is changing around these parts, and with that said different considerations need to be taken into account when choosing attire for going out. In Austin this change is usually not as welcome as it is in other places, and I’ve attempted to transcribe the feeling in lyric form with this original poem…

As summer sun begins to fade
the fall winds breath shall take our shade
and when the leaves pile just so

The sundresses must go

Such a sad scene across the land
the tears fall down from every man
the skirts and dresses cease to flow

The sundresses must go

The winter clothes will come in droves
we’ll lose the rain and wait for snow
The real worst part about the cold?

The sundresses must go

Goodbye swim suits and open toes
The time has passed for skin to show
and its so sad I wrote this poem

The sundresses must go

The sundresses must go i say!
The sundresses must go
The only chance left on this globe’s…

…a stripper ho ex-eskimo!

How do you feel about the weather change?