Clean Hands Poems - Poems about Clean Hands

C-lean H-ands E-vade R-espiratory R-aunch's Y-ucky A-nnoyance G-allantly R-epulsing I-nvisible P-andemic's A-ttack Topic: Birthday of Cherry M. Agripa (April 13) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Wash your hands (to the tune of camp town races by Stephen Foster) Some guy eats a bloody bat do dah do dah All I say is "fancy that" all the do dah day keep your distance, give me space do dah do dah remember do not touch your face all the do dah day wash your hands all night wash your hands all day wash your...

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There are those of use who go about each day Their hands folded nicely but all they pray is that their hands remain Untouched by all the dirt they may encounter along the way Neatly folded hands, never getting down to business They delegate it instead to the rest, maintaining the appearance of faultless, pristine clean hands. And I sometimes...

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hands are clean manicured perfumed groomed our minds are dirty filthy they plot and judge greedy amass and accumulate fire fuelled of fear insecurity is an addiction accumulators breathe heavily our minds are dirty the stains of innocent blood...

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upon his chariot off his thone carried on his throne on his way unsettled rivalry the queen in dismay poisoned prayers son in disray the throne rest on this say yes to the heavens stairs chanted suggestions of poisonous prayers my queen my son has done nothing wrong guilty justice guilty assononce guilty by assosiation guilty bride guilty bribe guilty tongue tied all you with dirty hands claim have done nothing...

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