Nude Bowling: Fast and Free

The attempt to bowl in the nude - a rhyming poem.

The baseless nudes, a brilliant grab.
A thousand laughs, the sightly sins…
A bobble swung each featured slab;
Miles extol those happy grins!

A timeless newsflash sweeps the lane;
Tossing rolls these empty glides -
Hopping on that choo-choo train;
Gutters fill these changing sides.

A beauty toned, that focused stance,
Removed all threads - a kindly roar!
A blithely zoned extravagance -
Zany youth - their spinning core.

A peachy summer wings toward fall -
The guy on mic leaves weird directions -
A challenged nature, free-for-all;
Freed up gains and no protections.