Poems About No Poo by Top Critiquers

There was an elder woman who sat upon the highest majestic mountains

High above the valleys below and the beautiful rolling hills

Her ordained job was to oversee the habitants who roamed its sacred grounds

Each and every day these citizens would speak goodness to be settled upon the mountains.

One day a storm brewed on the horizon turning the beautiful lush valley below dark

The overseer made revisions to make sure its residents was secured, dry, and gave everyone self-assurance.

And this too shall past

The overseer...

Unspoken demand
delightful cunnilingus
Lovingly relished

there may be distant rainbows
hopes in twinkles of stars
in the midnight skies
if I can only see them
I just see shadows
of old yellow ribbons
on leafless trees

bring in the clowns today
those that scream
and walk upside down
for their mirthless smiles
those that squirt tears
from their suffering eyes
remembering with sad hurrahs

Seven months gone
dear one
peace be yours
in rainbowed skies.