My Bath Soap Virtues
Beauty And Uniqueness in All Things
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“Hello, my Friend, a voice did say,
Once more let's wash your dirt away.”
Amazed, I turned, and looked ahead,
“I’m in your hand, my bath soap said.”
“Your speak, sweet one, I dared to say,
Even as we caress today.
Your lather cleanses all my pores,
Sweet fragrances linger on my toes.
In private places, foreign lands,
You reach cute areas with my hands!”
“Too true, old buddy, trusted Friend,
Your delicate skin I soothe and tend,
Give loveable smells to sacred parts,
The limbs, behind and other sorts.”
“Thank you, my aromatic mate,
All odour gone, such perfumed state,
Hygienic body clean and fresh,
Now vanished all the office stress.”
“Ho, ho, my bath soap said again,
Me not for granted take, disdain,
When I’m not used as you have known,
In buses, trains and crowded zones?
My nemesis lingers faithfully,
Why should you thus embarrass me?
So scrub away, let's not be mean,
I'll do my best, to keep you clean.
-Manatita 1st April, 2014.
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