Detergent Poems - Poems about Detergent

What might be the matter With our next-door Martha, Her rash mischief steady And she, by choice, heady; Content to seem an Eddy, Her gross slaps often ready Last week, the cheeks of Freddie? And her guy who is intelligent Keeps betraying more The Belligerent Our own share of Satan’s Sergeant, For his weapons include detergent And maybe, tomorrow,...

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Bar none, no shortage of soap shampoo, nor detergent Courtesy food pantries Saint Eleanor's Saint Mary's, Our Daily Bread, the missus and yours truly (her spouse) well stocked with good n plenti of soap, shampoo and detergent. Spongebob squarepants would be in seventh heaven, where sudsy clouds (resembling Mister Krabs, Plankton, Sandy Cheeks, Squidward, et cetera), would drift across celestial vault. Gratitude bequeathed to prophets of virtue benevolent good...

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She said she liked my poetry But wouldn't do my laundry Guess I need to add more detergent to my verse....

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Surface tension Third dimension Imperfect sphere Rays interfere Spectral contours Numbers ensure Hydroxide base Light interface Occam's cutlass Logic's numbness Can not destroy Our childish joy Ever humble Soap sud bubble Magical wide eyed wonder Capturing a father's heart Blowing bubbles Soapy sorcery Daughter's delight Laughing Must hold Must keep Must treasure He stayed her tiny hands These are our dreams You cannot destroy them Look how hope carries them high The large ones wobble Then pop under their own weight The small ones...

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I washed my soul to achieve maximum brightness Used all the best religions they promised whiteness I worked really hard but I couldn't get it clean Washed it over and over like a good human being The stains seemed permanent there before my eyes Would my hope of whiteness ever be realized I listened to Jesus knocking, then his quiet...

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I have just the detergent, To clean your dirty clothes, I will even guarantee to you, They will smell like a rose. Even if you have no machine, There is no need to fret, In a pan soak them in this, Until they become very wet. Leave your clothes one hour, They will come out fine, And, when they have dried, They will surely shine. When...

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