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The day was hot, the hours long. I couldn't wait to go home. Covered in sweat, from toiling outside, I was reeking of sandy loam. The clothes dropped off on my way in, I could hardly wait to shower. The faucets running at top speed, It would take more than solar power. The steam rose up, the water poured, At last! I found some bliss. Scrubbed until I was glowing pink, Not an inch of flesh I'll miss. Finally calm, I relaxed a bit, The vanilla scent made me smile. My hair was clean, I felt brand new. Now to get perky for a while. Turbanned hair gave my eyes a lift. I just knew my face would glow. As I sashayed in my fluffy towel, To the mirror, I turned to show. As I wiped the mirror, so I could see, I started in surprise! Surely, THAT couldn't be me! But, yep, the same green eyes. The temporary face lift fell, The cat-eyes started to droop. Dreading to take the body towel off, Fearing the rest just looked like **** My oh my, where did it go? That *** that looked so fab! My age crept in when I was asleep, And, turned me all to flab! Deb Nixon
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Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 3:12 PM UTC
When I Step From The Shower I See.....
The day was hot, the hours long. I couldn't wait to go home. Covered in sweat, from toiling outside, I was reeking of sandy loam. The clothes dropped off on my way in, I could hardly wait to shower. The faucets running at top speed, It would take more than solar power. The steam rose up, the water poured, At last! I found some bliss. Scrubbed until I was glowing pink, Not an inch of flesh I'll miss. Finally calm, I relaxed a bit, The vanilla scent made me smile. My hair was clean, I felt brand new. Now to get perky for a while. Turbanned hair gave my eyes a lift. I just knew my face would glow. As I sashayed in my fluffy towel, To the mirror, I turned to show. As I wiped the mirror, so I could see, I started in surprise! Surely, THAT couldn't be me! But, yep, the same green eyes. The temporary face lift fell, The cat-eyes started to droop. Dreading to take the body towel off, Fearing the rest just looked like **** My oh my, where did it go? That *** that looked so fab! My age crept in when I was asleep, And, turned me all to flab! Deb Nixon
This poem was a challenge from another poet...she started the title, we had to write the poem based on it.
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Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 3:12 PM UTC
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