Toiletry Poems - Poems about Toiletry

...MEMORIES OF WAR In prison we turmoiled packed up cards to fall whilst they sucked genitals like bonbons a quartz on a table gleamed its knowing War torn ghettos with swollen stoma......

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...These Limericks were written after playing a card game called Poo Pocalypse... don't ask or I'll blame it on Jan...lol History recorded leaders in wars Great men and wome......

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...If there was no poetry I would visit ward psychiatry For poems give energy Free me from an allergy When we vent our woes Wonders wander with us Nature gives insight much Only to bounce back su......

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...Bats who are hanging in need of a crap Are advised to themselves not besmirch Much better to go for a toiletry flap Than do their own poo on their perch For what, otherwise, from their uppermos......

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...Cleanliness On my frequent lone walk by the old docks I came across a building which turned out to be a communal bathhouse. It was incredibly cheap for a few pence I got a towel and soap and ha......

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...I woke up with an enormously gassy gorilla sitting on my head. Smelly flatulence is most probably what so quickly got me out of bed. The most amazing part of the crazy story, is how he got through ......

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...My closets and garage overflowing with my stuff, I couldn't afford to rent a storage unit because of the cost, putting piles of our old clothes and shoes in various rooms, one day I wanted to swee......

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...No - I won't write for rankings or show No - this doesn't have an eloquent flow No - I don't like your pale, shoddy poetry No - thanks, it's like cheap dime store toiletry No - I won't play......

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...Mine Not Meant to Be Face did bother me The worst one it must be Loved her toiletry. Her face made me scream One I found in a bad dream Horrible did seem. Found reality Face was a fatal......

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...Memories Mirrored by Odin Roark A Boy Scout essential The polished metal card mirror The unbreakable monitor Made to master Morse code Used to measure wanna-be whiskers And such S......

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...MIRROR IMAGE – Octogenarian plus Now Here he comes Master of the mansion – complete with wrinkles, gas, cataracts, arthritis – His mental package stuck in 30s fashion The first chore was ge......

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