Short Shower Stall Poems

In the shower stall

he presses up against me. . . 

hot steam is rising


Nov. 7, 2019  for Richard Lamoureux's Sexyku Contest...

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The rain starts at night
  makes it cozy for sleeping
Continues through daybreak
  awakens in me the sinking

realization that as far as 
  sunshine, blue skies, flowers and all 
I’ll get to see them in June ~
  May’s naught but a shower stall...

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when poems did disable
even though they were stable
closed each and would table

when we would call Paul
he slipped while in shower stall
poorly landed on ping pong ball

when we did gamble
would rock, roll and ramble
found home in a shamble...

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Trump Becoming Ambiguious

Trump already appears to be ambiguous
And was scrutinized for being contiguous;
Completely off each wall;
Leaves dirty shower stall;
Rub off of body in fashion that is rigorous.

Trump always finds so much appeal
when has been exposed to a dirty deal.

Jim Horn...

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Showe, shower stall
I really like you
Easy to get in and out
Shower, shower stall

Shower, shower stall
No matter what i do
Adjust shower head
the floor has puddles

I really don't know why
the repais are done
Now the floor is dry
then again its wet

Shower,showerstall
I see the wet floor
You were fixed before
Now the floor is wet
once more
Sigh! I wish I knew why...

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when he was stupendous,
actually had been horrendous
while she looked luscious

Start everything with when,
while, who, what and would
and will when you will be
writing poems

when they call him Paul
would fall while in shower stall
loves Diane who is a doll

when we named her Sandy
would call her husband Randy
she always had been handy 

Randy and Sandy and Paul
with Diane ether actually used
to live our or live here now.
...

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tune could not carry
horrible sound would vary
and also very

latest scuttlebutt
trump should keep his big mouth shut
bury with King Tut

they will realize
after hearing all the cries
forgot my french fries

peter forgot to pay paul
when he slipped in shower stall
out from had to haul

many need to feed
must have a group who agreed
should no longer speed

stock market did dive
many hard times would arrive
with God should survive...

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The hamper of my youth was built
Into the bathroom wall.
You got undressed and tossed your clothes
Next to the shower stall.

When I left home, a laundry bag
Held items for the wash,
As much as in a canvas sack
Your arms could cram or squash.

Today a wicker basket
Is where clothing sits and waits
‘Til the day it’s overflowing
‘Cause of what accumulates.

Be it basket, bag or hamper,
Take a glance and you’ll know when
You must empty out the contents
Just to fill it once again....

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