By Mike Berger
Nude Beach
brown bodies;
crystal white sand.
Relentless sun.
No tan lines;
mountains of flesh.
Lovely bodies;
of every kind.
Oh no!
Look at that.
Is it a woman
or a great ape?
Short and squaty.
A million acres
of skin.
Bouncing around
two soccer balls.
Gawking in disbelief.
Catching my eye;
ugly frown.
Single motion;
flips me the bird.
Clutching at Straws 
It’s like a little collection of haikus, perfect for the beach, and with a cool twist ending. Good writing!
You got me. I laughed. Good one.