soapy bubbles rising high
away with it my troubles fly
see through soaps green in color
running up-down with full vigor
smell of lavender hypnotize me
action of neem cleanses me
bathe all day lying in tub
scratching bum with a scrub
bathing salts do their magic
when they finish it is tragic
with cool water when they mix
show their charm and parlor tricks
cool water greasy foamy on top
neck deep sunk I'm playing non-stop
splish, splash, dunking making sounds
Knick-knack tanks toys with paper boats around
In time for feast or siesta hour
I won't move and keep lying under the shower
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LAHARI MH
wow.. even a bath has so many things to enjoy with...:) nice poem..:)
April 11th, 2014