He stood most naked in the high street
Upon a pedestal they placed him
Over looking passers by
The statue of the naked guy
Some one sprayed him with rude words
Others dressed him in girls clothes
And one night when all alone
Someone took part of him home
He must have seen wars come and go
Naked stood against the foe
But wear he meddle no not one
For how would someone pin one on
They fixed him up from time to time
The statue of the naked guy
Some passers by would ‘vert their eyes
Not me I’d wink I’m sure he tried
And then they took him clean away
A few complaints I’m told they say
I couldn’t bare it took his place
At once arrested in disgrace
I asked the policeman why but why
I am the ghost of the naked guy
He didn’t seem to find this funny
I went to court it cost me money
And now a sign there in his place
A simple notice Vacant Space
For sale this empty pedestal
Please apply to prudes at council.
