A Poem about my least favourite household chore. (2 points)
with gloves pulled to elbow high
and plastic bags wrapped to my thighs
a heavy coat, a torque, a mask
almost prepared for that fateful task
in corner dark, aroma strong
chokes your breath like a thong
i muster all the strength i can
its that dreaded time
the scooping of the cat pan
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Achievement Hunter - Poets Pub 2021 Summer Challenge
PoetryWelcome to our 2021 Achievement Hunter Challenge. This is a brand new challenge here at the Poets Pub and it will be running through the summer, June 1st through August 31. We will be posting at least 27 different "achievements" each month and eac...
