The New Burkini [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Our Managing Director calls to everyone: Look
at her strange attire - I am battling the freezing
office conditions until the sun rises - wearing a
black burka blouse and scarf, sleeveless black
lace jacket & black school jersey - also

The large, green fleecy jacket of an Irish goblin
and a magnificent magenta blanket over my so
amazing ensemble, all laughing and remarking
on my bare feet - I stand all day so shoes are
uncomfortable and I forgot to bring socks -

Peace restored, drinking hot chocolate brings
heat and I ditch the paraphernalia till only the
black burka top and magenta blanket are left -
I dream of bathing in the sea, clad in the new
Burkini* covering me from top to toe, though

My Afrikaans brethren might succumb to severe
shock on seeing this Dutch-decendant looking
just like a radical Muslim suicide bomber rolling
in the waves, the Burkini protecting me against
the ravages suffered in traditional swimsuits

Sighing I stop day-dreaming & return to the
very exciting and inspiring "Legal aspects
of human settlements" text...