Towel Hot Cake After a Bath

In one’s towel bathroom things are not well
While there is nothing like towel
For the last part of a shower,
Filthy body back ‘Saved Flower…

Towels: hot cake after a bath 
But if not handy no true wrath; 
Wet body is dried by cool breeze,
Which does so but not quite with ease…

I’d splash warm water on towel
As a sponge for the sick bowel:
Does it matter that of Howell
Or of the respected Maxwell?

For a boxer’s cascading sweat;
What sometimes shows his blows were sweet,
A fresh one for the next round’s heat:
He must try to opponent beat…

When it hasn’t been a good scrub
Off would towel soapy fluid rub.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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