Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Skin Flick

I hear that airport scanners scan
Me going through security,
To show me as a naked man
With all my warts and moles, clearly.
Not that they would injure or kill.
What havoc could my wrinkles wreak?
Gives the lady agents a thrill,
I'm sure, when my body gets a peek.
I figure this technology
Will scan us any time or place,
To check what weapons there might be
Under clothes in the inner space.

Mark the words of this here ol' Gramp.
World's gonna be a nudist camp.