...my back needs a rub
When I don't dare leave the tub
There in my soapy sudsy best
Words assail me without rest
When I need my legs to shave
Words assault me, strong and brave
While my hands glide here and there
Poetic soul itself will bare
Poems of the "bardy" type
Come to mind with lots of hype
Once I'm done and towel dry
Can't write a thing, though hard I try!
Now I have this silly rhyme
I must increase my shower time
Or have someone just s......
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