Soap Poems - Poems about Soap

128 Gallon of Milk "The unique medium" Castile Dermal they spoke as his name. They said he was an original person with some great ideas. He refused to see past the frustration of the word can't. Some saw him as a great person , nut others either needly wished him to fail or go away. He would use his knowledge of science to make better conditions were historically people who had needed...

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After a bubble bath last night I left the water running ‘O, Soapy Mio!’ Heaven help me...

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Body Soap I’m training the liquid body soap I use to make the least effort keeping me clean to distinguish who isn’t and who is clingy, in manner a cloth or a doily should be worn on the head when outdoors. ...

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Pink fancy soap often left an unused scent sensation, More or less aesthetic used only as a pink decoration Upon the left back corner of the vanity mirror and sink....

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I got this new hand soap, called “Frosted Coconut Snowball.” It's the dreamiest scent ever. When I’d unpacked (from Spring break) and had everything in place, I dragged Andy and Leong into my bathroom. Wash your hands,” I suggested, holding up the soap dispenser and turning on the tap. “Ok, Leong said, offering her upturned hands for soaping.” “Sure,”...

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("Untitled - The Eye of Jihad", 2019, original encaustic) Love is Love - and other absurd truisms “Love is love” is like “Follow your bliss” a way to deflect the moral agency and subsequent consequence of our desires with vague equivalency. It’s like all love and bliss is somehow equal, which is absurd. What if my bliss comes from destroying yours? Or I...

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I sniff at my hands and oh! Such scent, such ecstasy, a memory presented to my nose. But where do we find this block of adorable redness? It was sold in every shop: lovable carbolic soap, an aromatic compound, so ruddy, so redolent. But this is now so rare; it merely presents itself to my pleading mind - a psyche that puts forth...

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"soap soup tureen" oops it's a washing machine...

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For hygiene no hope, No recourse to soap, Cleanliness for rope Germs no longer grope; Easy patrols: lope To those who hate soap Do you ever cope? All Catholics Nope!” For I could tell Pope. Soap is Next father Of laundry’s lather Dwarfed only by surf But to Dirt still rough Use it no odour You’ll smell the other....

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Soap of my  heart somewhere far but near my heart, Oh! Grand daughter and daughter of some African Kings, A soap is used to remove dirty on the body but many People spoke that you are capable...

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a soap bubble rolls over the grass thinking it lacks wings -- Souvenirs of Silence, Soman Gouda...

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I have a filthy job Cleaning up other people's messes But the pressure that people apply to me That's what makes me act that way Every time my service is in need end up feeling empty afterwards Humans use me up and drain me Til the point I'm so empty they dispose me But getting me...

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The company made the most perfect soap mold. It was a beautiful baby, sleeping, and it was gold. They tried to sell it to everyone they knew. No one would use that soap though her reputation grew. Maybe we could sell this mold to make chocolates one suggested. These chocolates were not eaten, as discovered when market tested. No one wants...

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I used to think Until the penny dropped Upon my tinny little head And then I stopped As then and forever after From that very moment on I knew I could never no longer pretend that which I did not to know before Otherwise everything that which i proceed to utter and so thereafter comes out my mouth Is no longer worth a...

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A woman who dresses in suds Does not really need any duds Without being mean She's easy to clean But do keep an eye out for studs!...

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