Singing In the Shower

I get up early in the morning
To take a bath, and as usual
I will train my voice, singing.

So, I turn on the tap 
And get into the shower;
The water is not hot, nor cold.

I mixed it in perfection; and 
It started slowly beating upon naked body,
Smoothly blending with my morning voice.

I sing a song, my own composition--- 
“All I Wanted To See”,
As I apply soap all over me.

After couples of minutes
Of self cleansing,
And I’m now into the final act.

I gather my strength, for the finale; bold
But as I took turn, my butt hit the knob to the right.
I ended the song, with a shivering; whaah….it’s too cold!

My breath’s gasping, and gasping;
But, wife did not even mind a thing,
For she thought it’s my normal sing.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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