Poo Cleanups Poem by James McLain

Poo Cleanups;
It was all of that
in her fine silky coiffed,
and pleasantly so
by her warm grateful look
that she gave me
and heaven
was never so much so more
but this one didn't even panic.
As the blond directly across
got the blame.
There was no mistaking her choir.
sitting right up against, behind her.
Returning her look with my nod,
I pulled out my scissors and went
too work
in behind quickly too free her.
With two quick snips her panties
were loose as change
and my hanky in play there too clean her.
This blond was that average nice one
you read about from the heart land
those goods placed there
in her hand bag
and out she went
when we made the next stop
while the new friend I made, was delightful.