Ode to Clothes

You, clothes, are the object of my praise

You keep me warm

You keep me covered

But most importantly

You keep me in style

Without you I would just find myself

In awkward situations

I once found myself in a cold place

Surrounded by laughter and embarrassment

Only to figure out

That all I needed was you

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