Shaving Cream Poems - Poems about Shaving Cream

...I am lost for words I am having a good day today It is finally warm today And I am going to spend This beautiful day outside I am glad that It is finally warming up The cold weather is over L......

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...Drivel in a puddle Cried my tears The bowl is dry The water is a wonder we all need there is no why The water is life The life is for the all We can not keep our pigeon read We only seam to f......

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...I’ve always been a prankster and a lover of a joke. I love to see the puzzled look on an unsuspecting bloke, when he looks around and lifts his hat - totally confused. Some take a joke for what it......

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...In our family circus children old enough to be left alone without a babysitter. Can find lots of interesting ways to have fun. And this makes for a happy house hold. But when parents return hom......

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...(alternately titled: Pee pee song and dance routine) Invariably analogous setting kickstarts schlemiel to agitate excretory mechanism linkedin, viz body electric doth actuate merely upon turn......

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...It’s the way the back of your hand touches mine and we instinctively entwine our fingers.. It’s the way you find new can of shaving cream when you are almost out of your old one without mentioning......

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...Reaching for sanctuary in this unlit hotel, without electricity Due to a storm, stuck here, in this bizarre circumstance I precariously felt my way in the dark with a trembling hand I recognized ......

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...Old Mr. Nicholson totters across the town square to the barbershop where Clive has cut his hair for the last forty years or so Not hardly needing even a trim but pretending he has a reason ......

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...I remember back a year or two when waiting for the barber’s chair, where Bill Crosbie snipped around the heads, relieving excess hair, and Bill’s as typical a barber that you’re ever deemed to meet......

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...To all known shades, O virtuous Hinds, With peerless hunger of a sordid kind: Cover your ears. Cover Your spirit. Do not Put the watered pot beneath the sun, that neutral sun That struggles n......

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...Often after the fallen snow is swept, glory Is found when the treading surface is clear. A light dusting is a breeze to remove. For heavy slush I trade My broom for a shovel. It is foolhardy to pr......

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...Sitting in bed. It’s time for sleep, shower first. Three baskets of clean clothes, bedside. Cats' nocturnal sport rumbling across the wood floor, mother pouncing daughter, chasing rubber balls. ......

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... mixed verse The Pied Piper was our town's private eye. He rode alone on his piebald horse, kept his nose in everyone’s pie declaring humble pie of course. Piety overrode his able......

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...I own a beauty parlor but I always get things wrong. Last week I left a lady under the dryer far too long. She was under the dryer for hours and it fried her brain. They put her in a funny farm be......

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...Bladed implement, Cutting through shaving cream snow: Fields of fresh stubble. _______________ An Ode to Shaving......

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