Soapy Utopia
My utopia has soap
I like mine hung from a rope
When the world gets rough
soap bubbles help me cope
Lather up here and there
wash away every care
I love the smell of my shampoo
as it permeates my hair
Don't burst my bubbles please
Let me enjoy a bath full of ease
With soft music and candles
a glass of wine and some cheese
My utopia has soap
It endows me with hope
Once again ready for life
Soap bubbles help me cope!
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2017
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