Outhouse Poems - Poems about Outhouse

Old fashioned outhouse You can clean it Or repaint the door But you can never get rid of the stench People who have never used one In the middle of the night In the freezing cold of winter With chattering teeth Have no idea...

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Sammy was terrified of the outhouse. He had been scared of it since he was four. Since the day his mother disappeared. Why can’t we get indoor plumbing? He asked Daddy. Daddy did not want a bunch of strangers on the property. He did not want anyone poking into “our business”. Sammy had horrifying dreams about the outhouse. It did not make...

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JANUARY VIRGIN AT THE OUTHOUSE DOOR Not much of light, the cold had settled in, and made for her, sweet Laura of the farm, the quick of flight, down path direct and thin, and well known, for relief of her alarm. As farmer's daughters, she could be the tale of trav'ling salesmen, if one came around, but all her heat, her passion,...

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THE DUNNY BRUSH It has been here since modern sewerage was begun and each water closet usually has at least one. But to get a participant to use it, can really be a chore. Most folk will use the paper but sadly for some, the Dunny brush ignore. We have warned, scolded and abused them about their stain, To grab the...

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The woman married at a young age to the eldest son of a farmer- my maternal uncle and neighbor. Usually, she woke up early at the crow's caw and swept the dirt floor of the house with a broom often wiping it with water and a nura ( wet cloth ) After that she took a bath, changed her clothes and...

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From Eden to the outhouse in just a few thousand years blooming weapons of mass extinction from the seeds of our many gifts.. A volley of nuclear warheads is coming within a generation or so the wealthy and powerful will sashay to heated bunkers-stocked with tomorrow... While above, the serfs break dance like ants in a boiling water bath. There'll be no...

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coldest day ever stiff outhouse door barely shuts rude awakening...

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A flea market called the outhouse market is located just outside of York Town. And an arrow sign nailed to an old tree points you to the best flea market around. Cause it's hidden behind some outhouses folks need to look for it, it's hard to find. And yet, it has quite a reputation as the place ... to find those one...

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I was raised up in Wichita Kansas A city slicker I'd guess you would say Once my Uncle Ben took my brother and I To visit his cabin for a night and a day We fished and swam and had great fun Then went back to the cabin for a bit I asked Uncle Ben, “Where's the bathroom at” He said, “Out...

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Back in the old days Which wasn’t long ago. We had to use the outhouse When we had to go. They came in many shapes and forms And reeked of you know what. The walk was rather tedious When you had to go at night. Some would keep a bed pan Underneath their bed. So if it was just #one They would use it instead. Some...

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Travelling through the outback with a tour group, my stomach started rumblin' I had to go poop. I ran underneath a eucalyptus tree, but a dang dingo kept following me. I had to go really darn bad, this is the worst feeling I have ever had. I kept running around was feeling rather daft, I...

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Watch me walk through the sadsands of stupored time trading youth for aged ashes, suredness for shyness knowledge for retirement, candor for cowardice, diligence for dunceness, eagerness for edginess, fairness for flakiness, goodness for gonadness, healing for hurting, idealism for idiocracy, judgement for jealously, kandor for killing, loving for lamenting, mentoring for miserating, needing for neausating, optimizing for obliterating, penetrating...

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I passed by the privy one day and heard this voice that came my way. I looked all around and way out yonder, stood there awhile and had to ponder. Someone was calling my name so free, but who in the world could it be? the door to the house was open a mite, I shut the door and latched it tight. I...

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Welcome to my outhouse My humble little abode Just four walls with a couple of holes That help with the ca-mode Always something to read Or a word search to be done May write some words on the wall To read later for a little fun So sorry about the smell But this is where the business gets done I'll kindly sprinkle some lime down...

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Sitting in the outhouse, Gettin' high on turds; Thinking about my crappy life, Can't sum it up in words The kids ain't worth a quarter, They're meaner than the mob; All they do is eat and fart, They won't go find a job! I have a cat named Bonzo, He hates his litterbox; Squats wherever he chooses, Right on my favorite socks My stupid dog Binky, Dumber than...

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