Deodorant Poems - Poems about Deodorant

In my poems would be found colorants, For the foul-smelling deodorants: An advance interception of rants; I’m dealing with human beings, not plants! With Poetry busy like The Ants, To deodorants shall be more grants… In my poems exist, too, colorants And when they find the space sibilants, Their piloting pen Phonetician By linguistics made Sound Magician… Here and there purposed attacks of fact, No doubt,...

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Make up, it clogs the pores and makes skin flake. Why not go natural for goodness sake? deodorant, soap and water serves you fine, and a little body odor most people won't mind. razors, they nic and cut and cause a bleed, if hair grows there just let it be. hairspray, it's bad for the lungs, best do...

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Wearing Great Smelling Deodorant From Trump each and every word We heard from him was totally absurd After hearing him came to conclusion Was optical illusion in mental institution. With what he wore would try to impress And also occasionally he tried to abscess Worldly woman he wanted to have been But in female bathroom didn't let him in. What did it take...

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Think I'll dress in my one suit, silk shirt and handkerchief, pop in a breath mint and shine up my shoes; make that impression, look good for the ladies, with cash in my hand what have I got to lose? Yet I wish I felt better more up to the task, my suit's sure been neater, my shirt has a stain; you don't notice it, though, when...

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Deodorant’s a wondrous thing; It squelches odors that would cling And keeps us Soft & Dri and Sure, So Suave we all have more allure. We still might sweat to some Degree – A Ban is not a guarantee, But here’s a Secret I can share – Non-users, man, we know you’re there!...

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Think I'll dress in my one suit, silk shirt and handkerchief, pop in a breath mint and shine up my shoes; make that impression, look good for the ladies, with cash in my hand what have I got to lose? Yet I wish I felt better, more up to the task, my suit's sure been neater, my shirt has a stain; you don't notice it, though, when...

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My mind has been completely somewhere else these days. The following is an example of what I mean. I just went to spray my deodorant on and now I'm all covered with shaving cream. Inspired by Carolyn's little episode, which like mine sadly, is a true story. A "Brush" with Horror http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=184310...

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Think I'll dress in my one suit, silk shirt and handkerchief, pop in a breath mint and shine up my shoes; make that impression, look good for the ladies, with cash in my hand what have I got to lose? Yet I wish I felt better more up to the task, my suit's sure been neater, my shirt has a stain; you don't notice it, though, when...

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Think I'll dress in my one suit, silk shirt and handkerchief, pop in a breath mint and shine up my shoes; make that impression, look good for the ladies, with cash in my hand what have I got to lose? Yet I wish I felt better more up to the task, my suit's sure been neater, my shirt has a stain; you don't notice it, though, when...

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Think I'll dress in my one suit, silk shirt and handkerchief, pop in a breath mint and shine up my shoes; make that impression, look good for the ladies, with cash in my hand what have I got to lose? Yet I wish I felt better more up to the task, my suit's sure been neater, my shirt has a stain; you don't notice it, though, when...

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