Decency

The nude with the branches stuck in his hair
Tried on a garment that was too tethered to wear
He wouldn't appear in public in nothing but flesh
So he wore the ol' raggedy thing made outta mesh

But as he kept walking the branches snagged and tore
At the garment the man wore no more
He was embarrassed though no one could see
The nakedness the man no longer wanted to be

So he gathered some leaves, tied them together with twine
And what'd'ya know! His new clothes look fine
The man stepped out in public sporting his new wear
That once-nude man without branches all in his hair