Shampoo In My Eyes...... [cleanliness; Who's At The Door? ; Humor; Short] - Poem by Bri Edwards
I was expecting an important package,
to be delivered by messenger to my home.
In order for me to check it for damage...
I wanted to take it at the door, ……so I dared not roam.
But the messenger was not due to arrive....
for another hour; it was not quite then five.
I'd been sweating, and smelled not like a flower,
so I decided to take the time it'd take to shower.
The water flowed warmly o'er my mighty frame.
My bodybuilding efforts had brought to me some fame.
I was NOT done before the doorbell rang, .....to my surprise.
So I opened up the door stark-naked, with ….shampoo in my eyes.
It would not have been so bad if she'd been old and gray,
if she had been a HE, or if I'd remembered my towel. Hey!
But she was a SHE, and one of the cutest I'd seen in my life.
Unfortunately, I guess, for me, the 'messenger' was my neighbor's wife.
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