Bathrooms Poems - Poems about Bathrooms

Blessed sanctuary of all poos tidy bowl king is honored 9-29-23...

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Mad Women Love me a lot. That means nothing have I got To things view from Worth of What, Not spotless The-With-A-Blot… From Mad Women lovers’ smiles: Those who could like me walk miles, Naked Ones glad about it; To marry one digging my pit! Years of disdain for bathrooms But streets sweep with caring brooms… God I bless for Pubic Hairs Ably screening off...

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If only you knew how upset I get, going into bathrooms with just air machines. I have not figured out how to wipe up water off the counter, with just air machines. I have not figured out how to dry my eyes, with just air machines. I have not figured out how to wipe a baby's butt, with just air machines. I have...

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We can still love each other, to our dying day. We can maintain some of that magic when things were new. Didn’t mind elbows in the night, or bodily functions to name a few. Waking up and admiring the view. Seperate bathrooms permit waking up and servicing the appropriate parts. Don’t have to be exposed...

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No cement, No bricks, No magician's poles, Bathrooms, Became- Washrooms!...

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