
Plunger power
New Scepter; rein in /
All that overflows like sin. /
Flush fifth, once again.
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Plunger power
New Scepter; rein in /
All that overflows like sin. /
Flush fifth, once again.
.
.
#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #plunger #scepter #toilet #bathroom #rein #humor #writing #writer #davidebooker #march #saturday #2020 #caronavirus #032120
There once was a writer from Charlotte
Whose latest novel featured a protagonist harlot.
Her crime was a sin.
And his sin was where to begin,
So he wound up thinking about it bars a lot.
There once was a writer from the Vatican /
Whose soul job was to write about sin, but then /
He wondered: what can I say /
About troubles today /
That gives evil an original spin again.
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A dyslexic writer walks into a bra.
Filed under 2015, Monday morning writing joke, poetry by author
The church on the hill
builds on an atomic pile:
the half-life of sins.