Outhouses Poems - Poems about Outhouses

...Where is Ketchna? It is in orbit around some mother Pass the ketchup please In Ketchna In Ketchna they hang their socks in chimneys Waiting for them to turn white A sa......Read the rest...

...A funny thing happened one day A hurricane came by our way Our kittens said snee We ran out to pee Outhouses had floated away......Read the rest...

...Vietnam in '68 By Franklin Price 08/10/2020 January '68, I arrived at Cam Rahn Bay Found out this place, in Vietnam, was the best place I could play Ground bound, in the Air Force, and living ......Read the rest...

...Two-ply in roses of yellow and pink, rolls and sings to the touch of fingers on its faintly-scented folds, giving miles of pleasure to soft seats on hard covers all in the name of modern conveni......Read the rest...

...Clyde Pucelli was known as The Rembrandt of The Great Midwest! He was an itinerant painter, esteemed as one of the best! With his brushes and well-blended oils he'd render a masterpiece; His......Read the rest...

...A flea market called the outhouse market is located just outside of York Town. And an arrow sign nailed to an old tree points you to the best flea market around. Cause it's hidden behin......Read the rest...

...Kids nowadays don't know the fine art of staging Halloween tricks, (Though they are very adept at fleecing me for candy to get their kicks!) Tricks we did as kids would no doubt today land us in th......Read the rest...

...a question of definition camping? luxuries au wilderness juxtaposition air conditioned lassitude with untouched raw nature three piece baths next to outhouses wheels rolling through trees ......Read the rest...

...We who remember outhouses consider flushing toilets the next thing to heaven. Yet, we know, in heaven— no need to search— they do not exist. The Apostle Paul said, “We shall not all sleep, ......Read the rest...

...Two-ply in roses of yellow and pink rolls and sings to the touch of fingers on its faintly-scented folds, giving miles of pleasure to soft seats on hard covers all in the name of modern conve......Read the rest...

...Rainy Day Sonnet. It is so quiet here in my village when it is raining dogs in outhouses are overtaken by melancholia. It appears so useless to bark and their dream might be of an otherworld......Read the rest...

...I wish outhouses were still in fashion For I would be sat in one right now Away from the hypocrisy that is you But still close enough So when I hollered your name You’d still answer By ......Read the rest...

...(A Rave By A Poet) Remember when you were a child? Adults seemed then to be in control, Almost like Gods, with special powers That almost always knew When you'd been up to mischief. ‘Playing......Read the rest...

...Why should I remain a family house If I am dilapidated, shattered and tattered In this summer of old age. Why should I remain a family house If the house garden bears a barren look Teari......Read the rest...

...- and, anyway, who breaks wind over double-M, a. k. a. Manson, Marilyn? I'll give a ride on my razor any day to The-Second-Prime-of-Nine-to-the-Sixth, who was around long before CD's, DVD's, MTV,......Read the rest...