Ode To Hand Soap

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Hanna wrote on 2013-05-14 22:32

O soapâ€”
Foamy soapâ€”
Friend so loyalâ€”
Thy suds sear away the seasonâ€™s toil.

In my time of turmoil,
Your godliness. on pews of porcelain
An altar so royal,
Spews unto my hands like the rain.

My hands are clean,
But for the time beinâ€™.
How could I not have foreseen
A world unclean.

My plan the cosmos foil.
But there is hope,
No sense to mope,
For I have soap.
Splatulated wrote on 2013-05-14 23:16

I liked it :3
Cucurbita wrote on 2013-05-15 04:55

2/10 not interesting could not finish.
Hanna wrote on 2013-05-16 04:17

Quote from Cucurbita;1088881:
2/10 not interesting could not finish.

U r meen i dun lyke u