On the Dress Code

Dirty scalp and dandruff in the hair, Smell of food from who knows where, Wax in the ears and snot in the nose, Teeth become sticky and yellow, What else there’d be no one should know; And that’s only the head. All these things and more Is how I’d look If I weren’t told, If I didn’t ought to take store In a dress code. It’s a rook!

On the Dress Code On the Dress Code - verso

Circled and squared letters read, “i swhere i'd be hell yes!

May 1970