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May 19, 2020
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Piles
At a recent funeral wake
My face was wreathed in smiles
No one guessed the reason why:
Anusol had soothed my piles.
Preparation H has its fans
That I really can't dispute;
But Anusol is just the tops
If relief is your pursuit.
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Eastern
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Edna Sweetlove
5 years 5 months ago
Teddy15:
I thang you!
Geezer
5 years 5 months ago
A lighter?..
Lord, you don't mean... Cauterization? LoL
~ Geezer.
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Geezer
5 years 5 months ago
Exactly...
what one needs for a funeral, when everyone is talking out their ass, about what a nice guy the deceased was, before he died.
~ Geezer.
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