Naked Bowling

A naked group of ladies,
With lots of bare skin showing,
Bowling with three holes that please,
They’re up again, and throwing.

Hair and skin, such lovely shades,
As luscious bodies labor,
To strike and spare, but each one fades,
‘Cause bouncing won’t deliver. 

The most attractive one slaps five,
To friends, both short and tall,
Arms and hair raised in a hive,
She laughs, reclaims the ball. 

No expenses due for clothing,
Or walks that wear and tear,
Those pricey games and shoes bring loathing,
And sights beyond compare.