I'd like to sum up what I've learned from the contributions to this thread:

       There was a folk singer called Slaughter,
        Wore his shorts far shorter than he ought'ter.
        Once when singing his hits,
        The frost caught his bits,
        Now he's frequently mistook for his daughter.

Hmmmmm....   

        There was a fine singer called Bryant,
        Who's dress code was never compliant.
        One day in the nude………

Woooops!

        That grand old Catter Rapaire
        Took to singing while totally bare…..

Get thee behind me!

        A stout-hearted fellow called Breezy
        Wore shorties that came to his kneesie……..
        

STOP NOW!


        A nice young lady named Sue B
        Decided to sing for her tea.
        She took off her…..


Arrghhhh!


A & H