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Two-Ply

Two-ply in roses of yellow and pink, rolls and sings to the touch of fingers on its faintly-scented folds, giving miles of pleasure to soft seats on hard covers all in the name of modern convenience which sure is a change from old catalog sheets housed in quarter-moon outhouses on homesteads. Two-ply greets us in grocery stores, all the pretty ones sit on the front row, purring at our squeeze test, begging to be brought home, heaven forbid if you buy the plain, all-white single-ply which sits on the bottom shelf looking forlorn because of its unscented homeliness. Two-ply dies a million deaths each day, lost in the vortex of flushed toilets, killing its suppleness and sweet fragrance, headed to the deep and dark sewers waiting to be processed in the jaws of the sewage treatment plants which do not discriminate against the bland, anorexic and hard-to-the-touch

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Date: 3/17/2020 10:38:00 PM
You make toilet paper as desirable and sought after as it is in these trying times. Creative poem.
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Sonia Walker
Date: 3/17/2020 11:20:00 PM
Juliet, so glad you enjoyed my fun poem. This was written years ago and seems appropriate for the time. ~ Sonia
Date: 3/15/2020 3:06:00 PM
this is a super poem in light of today's current situation where toilet paper cannot even be found in the stores!! Ahh, the luxury of the two ply. Very nice, Sonia.
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Sonia Walker
Date: 3/15/2020 4:18:00 PM
Andrea, it certainly is a luxury to find two-ply on the shelves. Thank you for liking my humerous poem. ~ Sonia

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