The surface is not superfluous
the emperor has new clothes
they are studded and leathered
and nicely weathered.
 
In smoking areas they congregate
in rain, sun, frost and snow
and reference somebody else’s thoughts
and will not confess it so.
 
For it is them we should congratulate
And hold in high esteem
for it is them who dress the windows
the illusion is the dream.
 
The surface is superfluous
the uniform is just that
borrowed from the adventurous
who dwelled in decades past.
 
until it’s sold in Primark
which really won’t be long
they’ll consider themselves
outsiders because of what they’ve worn.