Best Take A Bath Poems
Listen, Heathcliff, don't get me wrong,
but hanging with you isn't good.
You're a dragon, and I'm a mouse,
last night you said you understood.
That weird look in your eye says that
you want more than a cup of tea.
Now don't go getting teary-eyed,
yesterday, you almost drowned me!
I know you say you gave up meat,
but honestly, I can't trust you.
And whether hungry or horny,
your hanging around me won't do.
You must've seen me hold my nose,
so add it up, man, do the math.
Just because you hate the water
doesn't mean you can't take a bath.
Heathcliff, it's been a trip, my man,
but it is time for you to go.
And if you come back tomorrow,
don't be surprised if I don't show.
(Quatrain)
1/6/2015
A Haitian Child’s Plea
Today I walked around all day.
My feet hurt.
I have no clean water to drink.
I have nothing to eat.
I want to take a bath like any other boy does.
There is no clean water.
I just want to be a kid.
Over head is a helicopter
hovering over me and I doubt they’ll help us.
I miss my family and that’s all I can think about.
A murmuring brook of love songs runs along my life's path
every night I go near it and let my heart take a bath.
© kash poet (kashinath karmakar)
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Placement : 2nd ( Sept 2013 )
Contest: What makes you tick
Sponsor: Seren Roberts
Firstly, one has to take into account their scientific peers’ remarks,
As to the likely cause of how an Earthquake starts.
Some forums say it is caused by the shift in tectonic plates,
Others seem to doubt, seem to hesitate.
Some believe a government conspiracy of a machine that causes the devastation,
Their conspiracy being at the cost of the suffering of another nation.
The layman believe, if all the people in China, at the same time jump,
It would cause worldwide earthquakes as their feet come down with a thump.
Nevertheless, to conduct such a feat would be a difficult task
Therefore it has never been tested and is considered a farce
I have read the theories from all these schools of thought,
And collated the facts that backs my theory which is now widely taught.
Take some time to cogitate the facts
Sit back and take the time to chew on the fat
You will see the simplicity in my theory
And say to your self it’s all true how eerie
The Earthquakes are caused by, you guessed it me and you
From the sexual experiences we all go through
Example:
“I felt the Earth move, how was it for you?”
And she would say “I felt it tremble and saw fireworks too”
Or:
I saw Jane today, you know, the one that makes me go weak by the knees
She’s a real knee trembler a real sex tease
Now imagine these experiences on a grand scale,
No think bigger than me misses; I know she’s bigger than a whale
They say there is a couple having naughties every second of the day
That’s many earth moving experiences I have to say
These minor trembles are absorbed by the earths crust from these sensations
That occur in every town, country, and among diverse nations
So when you lie in bed savouring the tasty aftermath
Before you decide to take a bath
When you think how he or she made you feel the earth move
You have contributed to the making of earthquakes and there’s the proof.
Good night
Well what should I write about tonight?
Should I write about what I did today?
Should I write about my shoelaces?
Should I write about doing laundry?
Or Should I write about what I'd like for breakfast tomorrow?
Maybe I should ramble about how the school day went.
Maybe I should complain about my room being dirty.
Maybe I should name off the food in my kitchen.
Or Maybe I should just talk about my hair.
I wanna talk about what I'm learning on guitar.
I wanna speak out about my inner issues.
I wanna yell a crazy rant.
I just wanna blow off some steam.
I wish I could take a bath with a girl right now.
I wish I would've finished my homework.
I wish I could shoot ice from my finger tips
I just wish I had some soda to quench my thirst.
There are so many things I could say right now!
But I just can't seem to decide.
I'd probably get some pretty weird looks
If I told you what's all bottled up inside.
I'm everywhere and nowhere in my head
Ideas and thoughts bouncing left and right.
Too bad I can't seem to think of anything.
I was really wanting to get some feelings out tonight.
Do I need to shave in the morning?
Should I go to the music store after school?
Why didn't I grab matching socks?
What does the weekend have in store?
I wish I had something to write about.
Any Ideas?
Eh, I'll think of something tomorrow night.
When I see my day in chunks of fifteen minutes
It’s impossible to feel overwhelmed
I feel blessed with newfound freedom
Take a bath
Read a few pages
Walk to the corner of the street
Take in a few sunrays
Stop and listen to a bird chant
Take a photo or two of an awesome bloom
Appreciate the cloud up in the sky
Marvel at the ant’s herculean feat at my feet
Give a quick call to my mom
Take a few deep breaths outdoors
Sketch the graceful lines of an orchid
Count the raindrops as they hit my window
Dance to a favorite song
Call a friend
Hug my lover
When I see my day in chunks of fifteen minutes
It’s impossible to feel overwhelmed
And I feel blessed
AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on January 23, 2019
Mud Puddle Muddle
Why must mud puddles always be
Just sitting there in front of me?
Calm and still in sunlight’s flash
Inviting me to make a splash.
And why do I, though dressed for school,
Just wade right into this muddy pool?
To make mud pies and muddle muffins,
A make believe turkey with muddle stuffin’.
Somehow the mud moved here to there
From my shoes into my hair
From head to toe, I’m a muddy mess -
I tried not to, I tried my best.
And now my dog’s in here with me
Oh, what a messy sight to see.
My dog, who used to be so clean,
Covered with a muddy sheen,
Covered in a grayish brown
That used to be part of the ground.
And then as doggies always do
He shook and all that mud he threw
Muddy droplets every place
On my dress, in my face.
So I threw some mud on him
And then, my dog, he shook again.
I hear the school bus down the street
But the mud won’t let go of my feet.
I need some help with what to choose
Stay in the mud or lose my shoes.
Who are these children who can resist
The invite of a muddy tryst,
Can wait contently for the bus to school
Without jumping in this muddy pool?
When I get home, I’ll be in big trouble
Take a bath that will have to bubble
And I know it’ll happen again
Because “mud puddles are for jumpin’ in!!”
John G. Lawless
6/3/2012
Danger lurks around every bend
as one travels the leafy path
peril in each step now does pend
With every move we must contend
as nature rages with her wrath
danger lurks around every bend
Passing onward through life we fend
with the odd brush we fight off death
peril in each step now does pend
Trouble everywhere we contend
pushing we travel every path
danger lurks around every bend
Battling our way through we vend
no time to stop and take a bath
peril in each step now does pend
Sometimes peace found in aftermath
as we outwit the psychopath
danger lurks around every bend
peril in each step now does pend
Yucky Chucky Tucker
Yucky Chucky Tucker was smelly as can be,
he never took a bath and hardly ever brushed his teeth.
Everywhere he went he left an odor in the air,
and Yucky Chucky Tucker never combed his hair.
His hands were always dirty cause he played with stinky worms,
he never cared if he got sick, he wasn't afraid of germs.
He didn't have a lot of friends except for one or two,
till Yucky Chucky Tucker met little Linda Sue.
Linda was quite pretty, an awesome sight to admire
and Yucky Chucky Tucker would give anything to sit by her.
But he'd have to make some changes and what I mean by that,
Yucky Chucky Tucker would have to take a bath.
He'd have to wash his hands and scrub his dirty face,
and to clean his stained up yellow teeth would take a tube of paste.
He'd have to wash his hair at least a dozen times,
to remove the terrible build up of sticky greasy grime.
Then Yucky Chucky Tucker would have to change his clothes,
sprinkle on cologne and find a bright red rose.
And maybe if he's lucky little Linda Sue,
might take another look at him and think he's really cute.
Funny how a pretty girl can change the way you think,
cause even Yucky Chucky Tucker washed away his stink,
All to catch the eye of little Linda Sue,
besides, her daddy owned a toy store, now what's a boy to do?
Written by Kathy J Parenteau
The entire city is in darkness
Yet the brightness shines through you
People left to get away, in their cars they drove
I stayed - flood water is used to flush the toilet
I'm glad to have a gas stove
Water in the ice chest, tub and washing machine
Old folks know exactly what I mean
Water is unclean and contaminated - Oh how we thirst
No central air, no ceiling fans - Oh how we sweat
For days your own means of transportation
Is a boat and your legs
Ravioli in a can without any heat
Food in a box without any meat
People placed on a bridge walking up and down
Not knowing soon, they would leave their town
Bible, clothes, cell phone, charger, license
Foodstamp card, toothbrush, children and money
This shh... is serious, don't think it's so funny
Holding signs wondering has anyone seen us
Missing loved ones never made it to the bus
Tears we cry and cry and cry
Sooner or later the sun will dry
Free rent for a month cause now your home is a Dome
Sometimes sleeping on a cot really mean a lot
Take a bath fully exposed, no privacy for there are no doors
Salvation Army, FEMA
Pushing and shoving to get assistance is hard
I don't know 'bout you, but I got a Red Cross card
Three weeks later, I'm back touring my home
The water has subsided, yet the smell still so strong
Four kids plus one is five, thank You God we're all alive
... and to think the reality show Survivor
Does not contain one Katrina victim
Thank You -
On behalf of me and my city New Orleans, we thank you all!
Thank you to the state of Texas and to all the states, thank you for everything!
Thank you to everyone around the world for your heartfelt love and support during this time of devastation and uncertainty, for we were completely lost and broken.
Special thanks to Houston, Texas for opening up the Astro Dome and Reliant Center and allowing it to become a home for us.
Thank you to all of the shelters and to everyone who made donations, volunteered their time and opened up their doors and hearts to our families.
Thank you to those who graced us and embraced us.
Thank you to those who stayed with us and prayed with us.
We are forever grateful!
Wrath of a Sociopath
Wish Trump would take a bath
To wash away wrath of a sociopath
He loves living in his tower
Also even us over power
Did worst on speech and math.
Nothing ever adds up with Trump.
He also is bipolar if you haven't
noticed lately.
Jim Horn
My faucets run cold, what IS this about?
My hot-water-heater-tank pilot light's out!
Press down that red button and click 'til I pout
Then spew out a string (my religion in doubt)
My stove-top still lights, I can still take a bath!
Boil three piping pots full (I HOPE that will pass)
Teeter and totter like I'm walkin' through glass----
The stopper ain't stoppin', you STUPID dumb-ass!!
This one was inspired by "Pets" contest
(But was written in an unacceptable form)
I use to have a dog
A rabbit, pig and frog
A couple of ferrets and a cat
Although I trained them well
There's something I must tell
There is one, that's the smartest of the pack
When I found him it was sad
In conditions awful bad
Just living in trash found 'round his place
Abhorrent to the eye
Among the fleas, the ticks and flies
I couldn't help falling for that face
He appeared to be alone
So I took and brought him home
And I started to train him right away
He learned very fast
Not a thing beyond his grasp
But no one had to teach him how to play
Now, he can open doors
Pick things up off the floor
He's even learned how to wipe his feet
And, he likes to take a bath
And he's very good at math
I trained him by using little treats
Today, he is my hero
Who came a long way from that zero
And he tops the charts in loyalty
Some years, have now gone by
And I'll tell you filled with pride
A Better Husband, you won't ever see
Jerry T Curtis Nov 9, 2014
In the beginning
All I ever wanted to do is talk it over
But constantly getting the cold shoulder
Causes cold hopes
You made me feel like nothing inside
And egg with no yoke
You can't be mad forever
Eventually it'll all come spilling out
I just wanted to talk
But now we've embarked on 4 month drought
You'll forgive me and I'll be long gone
Don't have Motley message me
And don't go callin John
You'll be back
You'll be back
Me and John are calling that
I'll be filling up people's prescriptions
And you'll still be making Big Macs
What are you forgiving me for anyway
For getting to know you and taking the chance
While you spill your insecurities out about your eyes and tight pants
Are you forgiving me for making think outside the box and laugh
You telling me they was taking forever to remodel your bathroom
And you had to go over your sisters house and take a bath
Was i perfect...no
But that doesn't justify the petty lies
Do you know how many times I blamed myself
Do you know how many times i curled up and cried
I never said I ddnt care about you
But I realized that I have to move on and accept the end
I just wanna talk to carry on
At this point I don't wanna be your friend
I just wanna be cordial and have nothing to do with you
Searching for forgiveness
You act this is an episode of Blue Clues
And I'm tired of searching for the clues of the real you
I rather search for Steve and Magenta
It's just started off as a big misunderstanding
Now 4 months later we have a dilemma
I'm tired of guessing
And hurting
Since I can't talk to you
My tears have to be my spokesperson
Tears talk to
But you might not like what they have to say
Cause they'll be talking about you
Don't come back
Don't come back
My heart you broke that
And in the beginning all I wanted to do is chat
You kicked me outta your life
Left me looking dumb at the door mat
You would snarl at me when I was ringing the bell and knocking
So just walking away was kinda my only option
BevelynKaye said you need some coal in your stocking
Pieces of my broken heart I got stuck sweeping and moppin
From this situation I've cried, I've tried; heart died, matured, grew
When I'm gone I know for sure you'll miss me
Picking on me
Will I miss you...
But the real question is
Should I forgive you
I'm the Man
my teeth are yellow
try not to bellow
My hair is nasty
I'm a little sassy
i think i'm trapped
oops i just crapped
I love your mom
his name is tom
i love your sis
his name is chris
I like touching my legs
and eating scrambled eggs
i like taking naps
but i hate my grandpa paps
i'm going to bed
but i want some bread
so i hit it with my head
I don't need it anyway
I'm not going to stay
i'm moving to spain
I own a great dane
I'm going to go take a bath
because I got dirty in math
I'm sorry i just got bored
and i hit my arm with a cord
I'm just gonna throw myself in the trash can
Because i'm the man
I can't afford water because its free
so i drink glasses of tea
I've started to enjoy checking out dolphins
So i killed one and stuffed it in a coffin
Because i'm the Man