His towel over the curtain rod,
his sing-song hum under the water
He's using Old Spice body wash
and blowing his nose,
and his water is barely warm enough
to fog up the mirror.
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Poems from July
PoetryI wrote a poem every day in July of 2017!! Not all of them are published here but this was the idea behind my writing 12 books in 2018!
His Towel over the Curtain Rod
His towel over the curtain rod,
his sing-song hum under the water
He's using Old Spice body wash
and blowing his nose,
and his water is barely warm enough
to fog up the mirror.
