Quatrain Soap Owed
Soap Owed - absolutely no more
Please, hand me that bar of
soap, don't make
me bend
over,
You're a deceiver of sudsy
dreams and a
wash-tubbing
rover.
I shower for freedom, I
cleanse for righteous
behavior
bestowed,
I shall never bend over in
front of God, it's only
the soap that
I'm owed.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 3757
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