Bathhouse Poems - Poems about Bathhouse

...Jordholmen’s public bath Back in the days of yore, few people had a shower unit they might have had bathtub that was used once a week when the whole family bathed and the loser was the dad usually w......

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...A day when nothing happened It was a harmless morning my old friends had married When I was at sea, a boiled egg for breakfast took the bus to the docks, I had a dingy there and tried my luck f......

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...If you're passing by Soup Creek our peace loving town Do pay us a visit but wear a big smile not a frown Our town is open to everybody all colours and creed But check in your guns because thos......

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...Something showing Outside inside Birdhouse bathhouse Baseball horse stall See food sea food Oh-look cookbook Eggshell upstairs 10/25/21 Written words by James Ed......

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...A Dull Day It was a dull morning and since my old friends had married when I was at sea, I felt rather lonely and had a boiled egg for breakfast. Took a bus down to the pier where I had a rowing ......

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...A cartoon he flies over cities saving the world from reality Child abuse 200,000 dead humongous tariffs concentration camps money laundering with Russians el fato dictator with out the tat......

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...Cleanliness On my frequent lone walk by the old docks I came across a building which turned out to be a communal bathhouse. It was incredibly cheap for a few pence I got a towel and soap and ha......

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...I need a glass of hard drink to brush the teeth, A jug of wine to complement a wheat bread, An alcohol to bath all day long,..... I'm a vagrant...in my mansion street, No wife to cook for me,sons......

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...Hot Springs is where I live, in Arkansas The foothills of The Ozark Mountain Range For centuries the springs were the big draw As people came in hopes their health would change "There's healing......

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...My Daddy Was a Preacher My daddy was a preacher Not the kind now on TV But a back-woods country preacher For they’re the best you see He came through the Great Depression Where his parents sc......

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...A shriek rings out the women's bathhouse invaded A flustered man is past the door, intruded Naked women milling about All without a clout The girls hide with hands their pudenda Especially ......

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