A Standoff
More than a few drops of disdain,
tangled up hair clogging the drain.
Getting heated I cannot abstain
that is my bane, that is my bane.
This one little thing set me off,
the pipes and I in a standoff.
That old tub can come off tough,
a sluggish cough, a sluggish cough.
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