Washcloths Poem by Lamar Cole

Washcloths



They had run out of toilet paper at the store.
So he started buying boxes of facial tissue to wipe his butt.
He also thought that paper towels would work just fine.
So he stockpiled on them too.
But other customers started doing the same thing.
So after dumps, he had to use washcloths to clean his butt.

Friday, March 20, 2020
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