Bath Water Poem by Ziggy Corinthian

Bath Water



I feel like I should be thrown out with the bath water
There is no help for me on this planet like it ought to
I Feel like the merry had a little lamb sordidly off to slaughter
Never met any fine filly worthy of me for pro
Has no proper contact with my daughters
Never felt like I benefited from all but one teacher called Mr Cooper
I will always play and be kind to any animal or creatures
Except pesky files, ants and wasps that can bet torture
The cloud over run, buzzing and stinging tormenting
Special place for the spider, that weaved her web
Spinning the tormenting and ingesting tasty in side her
Was back in the day enjoying summer days with scrumpy and cider
Really feel I am living through the grinder
Feel so dead, I would living through the mill and grinder
Feel so dead I would one last trip in a soaring glider
To take me away from this dirty pain to fire and cinder
Making sure lots of wood and dry grass as tinder
And let no-one on earth or celestial have any hint to hinder
For my life I lead has to be cut away, buy some magnificent blinder


I feel like I should be thrown out with the bath water
There is no help for me on this planet like it ought to
I Feel like the merry had a little lamb sordidly off to slaughter
Never met any fine filly worthy of me for pro
Has no proper contact with my daughters
Never felt like I benefited from all but one teacher called Mr Cooper
I will always play and be kind to any animal or creatures
Except pesky files, ants and wasps that can bet torture
The cloud over run, buzzing and stinging tormenting
Special place for the spider, that weaved her web
Spinning the tormenting and ingesting tasty in side her
Was back in the day enjoying summer days with scrumpy and cider
Really feel I am living through the grinder
Feel so dead, I would living through the mill and grinder
Feel so dead I would one last trip in a soaring glider
To take me away from this dirty pain to fire and cinder
Making sure lots of wood and dry grass as tinder
And let no-one on earth or celestial have any hint to hinder
For my life I lead has to be cut away, buy some magnificent blinder

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