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The Poetry of Bernard Shaw...
BATH TIME
I took my yearly bath to-day,
Lots of dirt got soaked away.
Why I bother, I sure don't know,
But I bathed myself from head to toe.
I used a bar of scented soap,
To smell a bit sweeter, What a hope.
When I tried to wash my hair,
My brush and comb stood up to stare.
My nails are in a terrible state,
Shall I cut them, shall I wait.
And what about my dirty ears,
I haven't washed them in thirty years.
My teeth like stars come out at night,
If I clean them, They'll get a fright.
The talcum powder on the shelf,
Said touch me not, I'll kill myself.
You know you really shouldn't laugh,
Its very courageous to take a bath.
And the feeling I've got is akin to fear,
For I'll have to bath again next year.
Bernard Shaw
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