Stained Pants Poem by Phil Soar

Stained Pants

Rating: 5.0


I took off my pants and was shocked by the sight
Slithers of brown running all down the right
A stain with no volume, but lightly tainted
I laughed with the thought, but my laundry maid fainted

Friday, October 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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Lamar Cole 11 October 2019

This is a very humorous poem about stained pants.

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