The Flannel Poem by Phil Soar
The Flannel
Rating: ★3.0
My mother kept a special Flannel
Behind a secret bathroom panel
It had a sentimental use
For when she cleaned up babies poos
One day she washed my face with it
As I had wound her up a bit
I thought it smelt a bit like cack
But she wiped my face, then put it back
Tuesday, June 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,mothers
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