Lemme reveal repulsive hygienic habits...

of mine of yore fellow poet de jure
which hopefully does not affect
any unfavorable impression,

but one that served me, (albeit poorly)
as a defensive ploy to communicate
non verbally an aversion to be unconventional
in body language as well as mind, and spirit.

I unwittingly did myself
a great and grave disservice viz,
plus embarrassing my two daughters,
when they got seen in public

with their nonestablishmentarian father)
(where the abbreviation
itself slightly unusual:
the "z" represents an old medieval
scribal symbol (the Tironian et)
commonly, though unfamiliarly used
to represent "and" or "-et")
maintaining mane of mine
in an unkempt fashion,
and frequently went out unwashed
in shabby attire for job interviews,
(where my mother iterated -
"you're going out looking like that?"
which endeavors most always
(not surprising) already slated to be futile
very rarely witnessed success
after looking and calling
courtesy employment classifieds
posted in the Times Herald,
of Norristown, Pennsylvania
formerly located at 410 Markley Street,
Norristown, Pennsylvania which site
said newspaper occupied
for 98 years before
the building sold
and demolished around 2022.

Mine post adolescent negligent
grooming and bathing habits
quite appalling, and disgusting
if I readily admit
now more conscientious
since where fragrant pomade
which imparts a temporary minty fragrance
now sparingly applied on washed hair
since getting mop top satisfactorily styled
(drastically undergoing a dramatic
extreme physical transformation
from long to short hair -
which donning hippie modus operandi
to a more conservative appearance
the latest radical shift I attempted

about a half dozen times),
and thee latest switcharoo 
scheduled a couple weeks back to the future
an appointment at Salon Nova,
being the most recent occasion
that witnessed the latest
of many previous decisions
(perhaps a half dozen
since prepubescence until the present
to adopt a more clean cut image)
377 West Ridge Pike,
Suite A, Limerick, Pennsylvania 19468
July seventh two thousand
and twenty six,
but prior to aforementioned dates
carefree indifferent attitude prevailed

which behavior did not follow
the motto cleanliness next to godliness,
(despite my being an atheist)

especially since yours truly (me)
acquired (think Pig Pen) slovenliness,
whose unshaven mutton chops
countenance in tandem
with scruffy face
most definitely imparted
a grunginess harkening back
more than my half-life ago
jangling nerves of parents,
who found considerable fury
at mine lack of grooming
and hygienic habits
the exception being
for the Thursday night contra dance
(held at Summit Presbyterian Church
6757 Greene Street,
Philadelphia, PA 19119),
when I brushed teeth, showered,
and washed greasy hair
and donned clean business casual outfit
to spend an evening practicing
schmoozing, jump/kick starting
suave flirting as musicians
usually played jigs, reels and waltz music
on a makeshift stage
while a caller ideally spoke
in a clearly ringing
sing song voice into the microphone
what constituted quite a number
of fancy footwork
yelping vigorous steps
equivalent to an aerobic
and social activity,
which similar outing
I attended and carpooled
with Eileen Frankel
(unsure if the above the correct spelling

of her first and surnames)
alternate freaky Fridays
before the parent trap
did disallow, disenable, and disprovide
yours truly from participating

in an event with the most fun

one could experience 
with their clothes on
where gals (and some guys)
donned festive colorful dresses
at the Lambertville, New Jersey venue
id est the specific location
long since forgotten,
that being more'n or approximately
two score and four an a half years ago,
or place where said event,
meeting, or gathering occurs,
and thee word locale
a synonym term for venue
most commonly used
to describe the setting
for concerts, conferences, weddings,
or sporting events,
but also constitutes
a strict legal meaning referring
to the proper geographic area
where a court trial is held.