The Best Dressed Man Competition

Our clothes prompt some reaction as it would appear,
I wore a bow tie - some yob said: 'Bet you're a queer;'
I prided myself on a decent tie, some men have no style,
no taste at all, in fact their combinations turned out vile.

Once, my pride and joy was a midnight blue silk mohair suit,
my boss said; 'Here comes star of stage, screen, radio, cute;'
I had to have some pointed shoes, maybe bell bottoms too,
everything that came along, big grey furry coat was also new. 

I went to church one day cockily dressed in my blue suit,
guys came down fro London to hear the band, different route,
because they were so scruffy, looked at me with incredulity,
poor souls, they didn't seem to occupy where they wanted to be.

I entered a best dressed man competition, didn't mind losing,
although the guy who won, wore a jacket like a zebra crossing.