Babydeer - Chinese Water Torture

Chinese Water Torture

what 
kind 
of Horrible Bastard
leaves wet towels all over the bathroom floor?
drops tiny hairs like 
spiders creeping,
clumped where they fell from his big,
Fat Ass?
will inevitably have to
Prick
the wall in a thousand places
like crusted black blind eyes,
just to hang one God Damned towel rack
I asked the
Miserable Fucker
to put up last month?
must
Jerk
the knob to open the door and stumble out
of the oppressive haze, scummy robe of a
Perfect Slob
spreading a dirty film over the fresh work of an Irish spring?
takes an hour, a
full hour,
to accomplish a shower when I've been waiting all night for the
Old Fart
to come to bed?
I suppose
it's the same type of 
Darling,
Would You Rub My Back?


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